Disclaimer I do not own Haruka and Michiru. This Story and all other Characters are mine.
A/N:
Italics mean self talk. Keep an eye out for who it is.
In advance I am sorry for the spelling. I am a horrible speller. Well atleast with the bigger words I am. I sound them out if I am not sure. Please bere with me, and I hope it does not discourage you from reading.
Pronunciations of the names:
Main:
Namine- Na-men-nay
Alura- A-lur-a
Knoel- No-l
Haruka and Michiru- do I really need to go there?
Aiden- A-Den
Secondary:
Luana- Loo-an-a (she is the main maid.)
Light at the End of the Tunnel.
The Best Of Friends.
A tall, red headed girl, about five feet eight inches, with the deepest of green eyes was sitting at her desk in her bedroom. She Looked on her desk for her hair band and pulled her red locks that fell well past her waist into a ponytale, so she could think without it being in her way. The girl looked up waiting to hear someone yelling for her, there was nothing. It was quiet in her big house, she thought to herself "It is too quiet. I wander where Michiru and the others are." She lived in a eight bedroom mansion with a bath in each room. She enhaireted it, as well as all of his other propertys and the family business when her father passed away some years ago. She missed him so. "Oh, Daddy. It has been far too long. Almost twelve years come this December. I miss you." She had sold most of the twenty resedentiol propertys but decided to keep only five. She was only sixteen at the time. Five she could handle twenty she couldn't, and she knew it. There were only the five who actually had people living in them. The only five her father rented out, the rest he bought, fixed up and resold. A few that were left he was going to rent them out but he passed aways before they were finished. She knew she couldn't put five families out on the street, so she took the responsibility and each of the five families had made sure not too give her any problems. They were thankful such a young girl, had such a sweet heart to not throw each of them out and sell there homes. She made quiet a profit from those fifteen houses she did sell. Going for a million dollars, at the least, each, she knew the houses would be too much to handle so she did what she thought best. Her father was so loved. These people he decided to rent to were barely able to keep food on the table half the time. He made each of them a deal they could live in these exceptional homes and pay what they could afford for rent, which was anywhere from two hundred to four hundred dollars, (depending on the family) if they promised to keep the residance looking presentable at all times and always payed there share on time. "Daddy, you are so kind. These families have kept to your word too." Her mind wandering again.
She was only twenty-eight years of age, fallen in love many times but always seemed to keep her distance, she knew things would never last between her and the guys or girls she tended to fall for. She envied Haruka and Michiru's love. Ever since there high school days they have been together. There always was an atraction between the two. All six of them have been friends for fifteen years or more years. Growing up together in there small town by the ocean, They all knew they would be together for a while. She had been happy to have each of them in her home. They all have been here for almost ten years now. Well all of them except Haruka and Michiru, they moved in with here shorty after her fathers passing. There parents never aproved of them and they had no where else to go. But She did not mind she loved her friends as family and was more than happy to help them. Not to mention happy to not be alone in that big house anymore. "It seems like yesterday we just graduated... My mind keeps wandering to the past, I am not sure where to start, or what I should put in this... So many Wonderful memories. Yet, so many hurtful ones as well..."
She sighed heavily looking back to her empty notebook, finally knowing how and where to start it.
"Hello, Let me start by saying that this story
has many ups and downs. There have been many
wonderful people in my life. Many have gone and
some stayed. In the end I have remained as I always
have been. Broken and quiet of my surroundings.
Content with who I was and who I have become, I am
always fearful where I will end up but always
knowing I would be happy in the end. If not on
purpose what else would it be? Destiny always
has a way of letting us know who we should meet,
who will stay and who will eventually go. I must
sound absolutly mad, but I have always known when
to sheild myself and when not too, always known
if something horrible would happen or if there was
some good in things. Destiny will speak to you, but
only if you take the time to lisen. There is and
always will be light at the end of a tunnel. You just
have to take the time to find your way through the
tunnel... Never forget that. Oh, silly me I forgot the
most important detail, This is the story about my life,
and my friends, My name is Namine Alissia Kaknom, I
am a soul heiress of the well known Kaknom empire.
I am the only living..."
Namine continued writing, so engrossed in her thoughts she hadn't notice the smaller, dark haired beauty who was calling out for her. Alura entered Namine's room repeating once again "Namine?" Still no reply. Alura was now becomming worried. "Where could you be?" she thought to herself. Than she remembered the master bedroom had another room off to the left of it, over by the bathroom. She walked closer to the door, that led to Namine's Father's study. "Namine? Are you in here?" She passed Namina's bed, which was always unmade and smiled as she opened the door next to the bathroom.
There she saw Namine sitting at a desk in the center of the room, facing a big picture window. The gentle breeze that came in from the window greeted Alura as she entered the fair sized room. She hadn't been in here in years, she looked around the room. There was a couch and a few chairs on one side, a bookcase, stand with a lamp on top of it and a largely over stuffed chair on the other. In the center, almost exactly, stood Namine's desk with the red head occuping the chair. She walked over to the book case, took off a book from the shelf entitled "To Love or Not To Love." She smiled at the title, "Namine, you are such a sweetheart."
She sat down on the large, overstuffed chair and looked over in Namine's direction. "She has not been in here since a few months after her father passed... It used his room than. I wander what brought her in here. What is she doing?" Alura stood up and walked over to Namine and touched her shoulder.
Namine jumped and looked up at the sweet girl. She had been the oldest at the age of twenty-nine but you would never tell by her stature. She had jet black hair that she kept short and styled. She was a petite women, with eyes of blue. Eyes someone could fall into, Namine always seemed peaceful whenever she was around. Maybe that was why she hadn't noticed her before. "Oh, it's you Alura. You scared me. I was just..." she stopped talking now embarrased of what she was doing.
"You were just writing the story of our life. I saw that part on your paper." Namine turned a nice crimsin shade. Alura smiled as she continued. "You know I am sapost to be the writer not you, Love."
"Oh, Alura. Must you always call me love? And just for your information I just wanted to write some things down so when we all become old and gray we can have one of our grandchildren read it to us." Alura looked at the red head now with curiousity.
"Is that so, Love?" Alura asked making sure the "love" part was notciable. All Alura got was a slight nod of Namine's head. Namine was now looking at the ground, playing with the pen she still held. "If you are writing the story of our lives why don't you use the computer?" Pauseing to point over towards the computer on Namine's desk. "It would be so much easier you know." Namine just nodded again. "What is wrong, Love?" Alura stepped closer to Namine and lifted her face to look at her.
"I don't really know. I have just been missing my Dad latly, and I can't help but wander if I will ever find 'The One' you know? I mean Michiru and Haruka found each other so quickly and..."
Alura cut her off. "And nothing, love. Don't worry. You of all people should know things have a way of working there selves out." With that said she received a smile from her dear freind. "We have known each other probably the longest here in this house, I know you deserve happiness. You will find it, eventually. You just have to believe in yourself as mich as I do." She started walking towards the door leading out into Namine's bedroom. As she got to the door she turned back to her friend. "Are you ever going to learn how to make your bed?" She said with a giggle.
Namine just laughed along with her. "Of course not! I will never make my bed." She proclaimed. "In my opinion there is not a point too. You just get in it later that day to mess it back up." She said with a huge grin on her face. "Well it is true."
"Oh, Namine! You are impossible." She paused looking at her friend. "Feel better now?" She asked her friend.
"Yes. Thank you." Then Alura dissapeared into Namine's room, and she heard the door to her room close softly. "If I did not know any better Alura my dear I'd swear you were my destiny..." Turning back to her desk, she looked at her notepad, "Maybe I should write this down on my computer." She turned her computer on and brought up Word Perfect. Looking at the clock she knew she only had an hour to write all she had written down on paper into her computer. Dinner would be served at 6:15. "One thing I never quiet understood Daddy, Why did dinner always had to be at exactly 6:15pm. I always thought it was silly at such a time but I have grown quiet accustomed to it. I guess some things will never change, huh." She started typing knowing if she stayed in her thoughts she would not get done in time.
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Alura just turned down towards the set of double stairs when she noticed Knoel comming out of his room. "Hello Knoel." She smiled at him.
"Hey 'Lura. How are you?" He started walking beside her towards the stairs himself. Pushing his fingers through his almost shoulder length, dark red hair.
Too Alura it almost looked black, his eyes were a shimmering green though. He stood almost eight inches taller than the smaller girl who only stood five feet, four inches in her heels that she wore everyday. "I don't blaim people for thinking Namine and Knoel are siblings" She thought to herself as she smiled. "Can't complain. Love is in her Father's study." He looked over at her puzzled. "Yea my thoughts too, I am not sure what provoked her to go in there. She told me she has just been thinking alot about him lately."
"She loved him so. I only met her Father a couple times."
Now it was Alura who looked at him puzzled. "Really?" He nodded yes. "Wow, we have known this family for years, It is just hard to believe. What about her Mother? WHat did you think of her? Did you like her?"
"Yea, I was around Namine more when Mrs. Kaknom was still alive." Still looking at him they sat at the top of the steps. "We were very close than, Don't you remember? We all hung out back than. It was only the three of us." Now looking at her with a questioning look.
"Yes, I remember. How could I forget. We use to get into SO much trouble." She laughed, causeing him to laugh along with her.
"Yea, those were the days." Still Laughing. "Mr. Kaknom was always working back than, we always had to answe to Mrs. Kaknom." His laughter faded into a smile, thinking of how happy everyone was back then. "I do miss her. Since her death Namine and I haven't been as close as we use too. It is like she is afraid to stay too close to people..." Looking at Alura with a half smile he finsihed. "everyone except you, that is."
Her Laugh dimmed into a smile which faded quickly as well. "Yea, I am sorry she is not so close to you now." Looking at the now saddend Knoel. " But Hey, cheer up! She is still closer to you than most people." He smiled at that, She was right. "I miss both of them, her parents. You would of liked him. You remind me a bit of him, you know." Smiling again.
"Is that so?" A bit itrigued by the thought.
Alura laughed. "Yea. You both have the will to acomplish anything." He smiled satisfied with her answer. "But you both don't know when to shut up." Laughing harder now, Knoel just looked at her and started laughing too. She was right he didn't know when to shut up half the time.
"What are you two talking about up there?" Aiden asked as Haruka and Michiru came into the foyer to see what the commotion was about. Aiden was a tall man. Short dark hair, with dark eyes. All the girls practiclly fell over thereselves for him. He had a kind heart, but sometimes got annoyed to easily. He was the youngest male, Michiru being the youngest female in the house, but he still stood a inch taller than Knoel who was a year older than him.
"Did you find Namine, Alura?" Michiru asked, brushing her agua colored hair out of her blue eyes. She stood tall but was shorter than just about everyone in the house, everyone except Alura who always proved to be the wisest even though she was only two or three years older than almost in the house.
"Just talking about before we met you guys." She stood up, starting to walk down the stairs, now looking at Michiru. "Yea, she was in her Father's study."
"Why did she go to her Mother and Fathers room after he died anyway?" Haruka asked looking at her with her green eyes now puzzled. Scratching her Blonde head in the prosess making her look so lost.
"Should you tell her or should I Knoel?" Asking Knoel who just gestured for her to continue as he got up and walked down the stairs to stand with the rest of them. "Well, Haruka." She paused and sat down on the step, she hated standing when she was talking. "She has always loved her parents room and when her father passed she would lay in his bed and sleep. It was the only place she could get any rest. The only place she really felt safe. SO she decided to move all of her things in there about a week before you two," Nodding over at Michiru. "Came to live here. Now anymore questions?" She said with a smile. Everyone shook there head 'no'and walked out of the foyer to get ready for dinner it would be served in about fifteen minutes and noone was ready. She sighed as she stood up thinking, "Why do I always feel like I am the only adult around here?"
"Because none of us want to take on that role." Alura turned around to see a smiling Namine.
Alura just stood there, than after regaining her composur when the red head stood beside her she asked. "How did you..."
"I am not sure but sometimes I tend to feel what people think. Has to do with the whole destiny thing i sapose." She interupted her dear friend. "I thought you might like to know I put my story into my computer but I am also going to write it in my notebook. So if I want to write outside I will still be able too."
Alura just smiled. "You don't have to explain yourself to me, you know."
"I know but I like you knowing all there is to know about me." She smiled. "Makes it easier for me, I don't have to worry about telling four other people." She earned a nice smack on the arm for that. "Dinner ready? I am starving. You better get changed." She stated looking down at Alura's Outfit. "Oh, Daddy. You and you silly rules."
"Yea, I better. See you in less than ten minutes." Alura hurried upstairs.
Namine stood there for a bit longer looking out the window to the front lawn. "Atleast We don't have to be so formal now, but we do have to look 'our sunday best' as you would say Daddy."
"Who are you talking to?" Aiden asked.
Namine looked up, "Oh, noone in perticular, Just thinking aloud I sapose."
"Dinner is almost done we should take our seats before Luana gets in there." Haruka said to Namine while walking past her. Michiru right at her side as always.
"Yea, Do you two ever seperate?" Namine joked they just smiled and kept walking. "Where is Knoel, Aiden?"
"Right here, Love. Don't worry I am not going anywhere." He said with a smile, knowing how much that anoyyed her.
"Oh No, Not you too. Always the 'Love' with Alura. Is it some pet name?" Mainly asking herself. "It drives me nuts!" She poked Knoel as he got closer to her. "And you better not go anywhere!"
Taking Namine by the waist, and taking her hair band out of her hair at the same time. "I won't." He smiled. "You can't have this in your hair for dinner." Handing her, her hairband. "Speaking of Alura," He pasued and looked up towards the stairs. "Come on women! we can't be late!"
"I am comming, Do I look ok?" She asked fixing the bottom of her dress and dropping it.
"You always look more than ok. May I?" Knoel offered them both an arm. They both accepted and entered the Dinning room.
