THIS TIME AROUND
A Hanadan Fanfic by Pilya :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Hana Yori Dango (wish I was that creative- maybe then I'd be rich now!)
A/N: I've only watched the HYD live action series – the Japanese and the Korean versions. I only saw parts of the Taiwanese version (but that was years ago). And I've read only part of the manga. I'm a late HYD fan so please bear with me. I've made a few changes…
Tsukushi's age when she met the F4 was 17 in order to make some of the circumstances in this story more acceptable. And Tsukasa lost his memory after her graduation from Eitoku.
I've mixed some parts of the Japanese and Korean live action versions since the Korean one was much more in depth.
I'm too lazy to research some of the details so some of the info are assumed or inferred from some of my favorite fanfics written here.
This is my first fic! Please R&R! :)
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PROLOGUE:
The young woman used her finger to trace over the letters in the epitaph of the marble tombstone… It was a cold and frosty morning, the weather adding to the eery atmosphere of the cemetery grounds.
How will she bear saying good-bye? How can she leave him behind? He was her Savior, her best friend, her soulmate.. Her husband.
After 5 long years she was finally able to pick up the pieces of her life; even though it was only a shadow of the life she had led before, still, it was her life now. It was the life she had built for herself since she fled her roots so many years ago…
She took a deep breath and let out a sigh… Tears falling down her cheeks. It was so cold, she could feel the damp seeping into her bones… She shivered, hugging herself.
A promise made was a promise kept… She owed it to him to keep her word. And though it may break her again, as it did before, she told herself that she can move on. That it was time for her to continue with the rest of her life with no regrets. She will always have these past 5 years with him to keep as a talisman within her heart. To be sure, she will need it when she returns to face her family and old friends – their accusations, their condemnations…
But she must gather her strength to face everything once again. She owed it to him. And she owed it to her son, to finally give him a taste of where he came from.
"Madame, it's time to go. You will be late for your flight", the chauffeur's voice break into her thoughts.
She quickly rubbed the palms of her hands against her cheeks, and said, "I'll be right there, James".
She pressed a kiss into the fingers of her hand and lovingly pressed it once again into the marble tombstone. Slowly she stood up. You will always be with me, Hanazawa Rui. I love you. And with one last look, she climbed into the waiting limo.
