Hana no Akuma

Hi everybody! I came up with this fanfic kinda spur of the moment and decided to write the prologue. Tell me what you think :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Hana to Akuma (if I did the end would be so much less frustrating!hehe).

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"Where is she? Where is Hana?" He demanded once more, getting annoyed and impatient.

"Vivi, Hana isn't..." Ayame trailed off into silence once more, reluctant to say the words she knew would break his heart.

He shoved her aside in hope of finding Hana on his own. Running to the guest room, he knew she would have stayed in, he rushed inside to find nothing. No sign of Hana nor even any sign of recent life within the room besides a lone red rose in the middle of her bed and the few lasting remnants of her flowery smell. He heard Ayame approach where he stood frozen in the door way.

"I'm sorry. She...passed away only a month ago..." He could hear the tears in her voice as she spoke. He couldn't reply for a long time standing in complete shock staring at the empty room.

"How...How did she die?" He finally managed in a dead voice while tempting his hand toward the flower lying on the bed. She watched him carefully not wanting to say anymore. She noticed the way his eyes trained on the rose.

"We put one there every morning in her memo-"

"I asked how she died." He interrupted icily as if sensing her diversion. His hand had stopped midair, not wanting to wilt the flower which seemed, at this moment, the only thing left connecting him to Hana. Ayame paused in slight surprise and hesitation at continuing.

"She was in an accident. Hit by a carriage while walking out late one night," Ayame said. "She was looking to see if you had come home yet and stayed too long, it was on her way back that she was...hit."

He was motionless; emotionless. He couldn't grasp what he was hearing.

'Idiot! You couldn't wait for me? You couldn't stay safe another month, so I could come back to you? So I could tell you how much I loved you and take you in my arms once more?' He thought angrily to himself. 'Why didn't you wait for me to come?'

Ayame watched as Vivi fell onto the floor in defeat, first knees then hands hitting the ground. She stood helpless as he sagged under the knowledge of Hana's death, knowing his pain was ever greater than her own.

"You know she never forgot. Even after..."

"Ayame..."

"...she had gotten hit..."

"...stop."

"...and laid here on this bed dying she would call for you."

"Please...

"She waited for days trying to stay alive just to see-"

"AYAME STOP!" He yelled."Please...just...stop."

She immediately quieted never having heard him in so much desperation before. She then turned around to head to her room and leave him alone, not being able to stop her own tears anymore.

"I'm sor-" She began before being cut off once again.

"Hell~o, Hana-chan! We're back!"

Felton and Eleanor had just come in and were heading toward where they could sense Vivi and Ayame, both frozen in their poses of grief.

"Hey, Hana don't we get to see...you...too...?"

They saw Vivi and Ayame and fell into a fearful silence.

"What happened? Where's Hana?" Eleanor asked eventually.

Vivi stood up slowly and rigidly. He never looked at them only stared, at the once occupied bed, with empty eyes.

"She's gone and will never be back."

Then, he turned without another word and quickly strode from the room, grasping the small rose charm, in his pocket, which had once been hers.

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Okay well I know this ended all dramatic and sad but hopefully I can update really soon and get to the good part. And I won't make this story super sad, or at least I won't try to, promise! Bye!