~Haruka ~
It's been a while...
Since I held a girl in my arms... kisses and touches and things like this... endless nights that make me forget even my name... wonderful girls with no name that pass by through my room and fade away before morning... none stayed more, ever. None made me want her a second time. Whenever I get one she tries so hard to impress me then she shows me everything in one night, mostly the same day when we met. None has that something that tells me she is the one...
Maybe I am too self-centered. But I can't help it.
The lights of the city are painted on this scenario I've seen a thousand times before, nothing new, still all so lively that nothing seems old. Just all so classical. I feel like I fit this world of lost people that seem walking with no direction... just like me.
It's been a while...
Since I had a good reason to smile... not laugh, like from a joke... just smile, just feel happy... the snow falls like from a flashback. From other skis then the ones above me, from a past, or from a future. These people, these children, all looking amazed at the shops full of toys and Christmas stuff.
Long time since I spent Christmas with someone, with a friend or relative. Still, I don't feel sad... not even sorry for my fate. I actually feel good just being... myself. In my own little world hidden somewhere behind the naughty look of a careless, superficial tomboy I feel just perfect. So what if no one will ever be there with me? All alone in my world seems a nice way to live my life.
A shop's door opens in front of me letting a pretty young girl coming out in the coldness of the beginning of December. The snow flakes fall on her long winter coat and on her curly aqua-green hair. Suddenly the lights seem more lively then before, people seem to head towards something, just like I feel now. The scenario seems all new, unseen before.
I stop and stare. She turns and sees me, but I don't bother too take my eyes off of her. I wonder how I look now, insistent... pathetic, maybe.
It's been a while....
Since I have seen such an amazing beauty.
~Michiru~
The sun is falling again on the white curtains…
Beautiful and pure like always… People love looking at the sunlight, kids run to catch it and the flowers turn towards it. But I am different, I prefer rain. Maybe it is because I was born a raining day… Maybe it is because every night my tears roll down like the rain drops.
Morning… Another day starts. Soon I will be again to the roads between all these people that walk to their works or anywhere else. I know that they try to go somewhere but it seems to me that they go nowhere. It's so crowded in this town, but I know that every town is like this. I have seen so many towns around the world because of my job.
At nights I return home and fall on bed. No one is by my side. I don't remember a night that I spent with someone. I dated many times; many young men had the "honor" to have dinner with me. But they never managed to pass the door of my cozy apartment.
The sun is falling on my bed now… It makes my room warmer. Only my room is warm, not my heart. But still, no one ever saw it. I can be such a great actress. It's part of my job, anyway.
I stand up and get dress. A perfect dress is ready for a perfect doll. I look at myself in the mirror and smile. I must practice my smile. It seems like this smile brings hope to some people out there.
I look at my clock. Must leave now. Today it's an important day. Because today I will do something I want to do. It's almost Christmas. Out there some people believe that this is a wonderful period of time. I don't find something special on it but I respect their opinion.
Today I won't work. Today I will help some persons that weren't as lucky as me.
As soon as I get out I see the snow. It's beautiful… and cold… In the bus people speak about the weather. Some girls behind me sing a Christmas song. I smile…
I decided to stop by a shop and buy some things. I will need them where I am going to.
It takes me only a while and soon I am out holding a basket of chocolates on one hand and my violin case on the other one. My aqua hair plays with the wind and gets in front of my eyes. When I take it off, my eyes meet a beautiful pair of green eyes.
These eyes… deep with thoughts… they stare at me. And for a reason I feel like I want for first time to come closer to someone…to the owner of these eyes.