Author's note: Hey all, so I thought of re-writing Irish Woman after taking another round of reading it..which oh so happen to be this year. Comparing how I wrote this fiction last year, it was somewhat cheesy. So I'm trying to make it more interesting and better.
Disclaimer: Not me.
There lies the sunset between the hills, casting it's fiery glow on to the sky as a group of ravens flew pass. The sound of gentle flows coming from the wide river can sooth any troubled thoughts away. Soft breeze will shake the lush greens that are rooted deep into the the earth. There sat a man on a bench, a mysterious figure that will always appear at the 6 o' clock needle. Nothing will disturb him, and no people or person will walk pass that area.
Yakushima was known for it's serene and quite atmosphere, as this place was not as modernized as Tokyo city. It was a solitary yet peaceful place, it was bound to attract tourist that loved nature. Everything was so preserved, natural.
When the sun finally sets, the man stood up, tugging a luggage along with him and he starts his trip.
( Ireland_Dublin_ 9: 10 am)
"Getting married."
The brunette cast a cocqettish smile to her contrasted sister, her blue sapphires gleaming.
" Jealouse?"
"Not at all." She drank her cup of mint tea and ignore the news, showing no interest. Her eyes continue reading those tiny black words on the newspaper, trying to erase the brunette's existence. Anna frowned slightly and snatched the paper away from her hands. She looked deep into her eyes, as if begging for something.
"No." a one worded reply came out from her mouth.
"And why is that? Aren't you the least bit happy?"
Nina did a action that disagreed with Anna entirely, but not giving up, she held both her sister's hand.
"You're the only family I have left, Nina. So why not? I want you to attend this, for my sake, please?"
The blonde blew out a soft whistle while avoiding her sister's eye-contact. She does not want to leave Dublin, or if the wedding was even planned in Dublin.
"Who is he? Tell me Anna, he better not be a one night shot like the usuals you hound." She stood up, walking in to the kitchen to re-fill her mint tea.
"I met him in Japan."
Her bad habit was there again. Already unamused with the story that just came out with only 5 words. The blonde tried her best to keep interest since the thought of Anna getting wed off is somewhat serious, especially if it came out from her mouth. So she plopped on, her eyes still looking at Anna.
" Of course! He is this very very lovely man."
And she was starting...
"I was on this business trip in Tokyo, and when we first set eyes on each other, we knew it was meant to be." The brunette can't help but gave away the tiny tints of red on her cheeks, giggling in triumph.
"I don't trust love at first sight."
" Well I do! Now listen, he had been looking for a suitable partner ever since. He had been single, he is intelligent, rich, handsome, charming and...well, he's just perfect!"
"Sounds like a Gary-stue to me." Nina's face ended up having a cushion shoved to her face.
"You just don't understand." She smiled sarcastically, and the brunetter got her turn.
Both of them started laughing as they battle each other out with a cushion on their hand. Anna's conditioned hair became a mess with Nina's ponytail lower than before.
" When is it?"
Surprised suddenly, the brunette stared at her for a while, taking out a red brush from her bag as she prims back her hair into shape.
" In weeks time darling." Her sultry smooth hands circled Nina's form and gave her a hug. " I know you and I fight most of the time, but for once, I am happy that you'll beattending my wedding." Anna cast a soft smile as she close her eyes, feeling the sisterly love between them.
It's been a while.
"You better make sure he is a very worth it guy, or you know what's coming from your sister." The blonde hugged back, smirking.
So Anna left after the conversation, leaving Nina back inside her solitary apartment. Nina gave a soft sigh through her nose, staring up at the ceiling, and then at a picture. There he was, hugging 2 little girls in his arms, grinning.
The Irish woman couldn't help but smirk again.
Maybe she'll go and visit the graveyard, before she takes a vacation leave from her company.
Author's note: I hope this isn't too short (well it is). I can't exactly think of writing too long at the first chapter, save the better snippets for the next.