I love Paradise Kiss !!!
And though this isn't my first fan-fiction, this is my first Paradise Kiss one.
This is my favourite Anime and Manga EVER !!! I only hope to do it justice.
This takes place after George has left but before she had married Hiro.
Any fans from my other fanfictions I recommend HIGHLY Paradise kiss, it is so awesome !!!
DIsclaimer: I do not own Paradise Kiss.
The material was...
The woman in the shop stared at Yukari waiting for an answer. What was the question again?
Yukari's mind was far off, the feel of the material bringing back loud and vibrant memories. Of blue hair and blue eyes, pale skin and thick cologne. The type that made you drown in its scent. So sweet it was disgusting but it made you want to fall in love all at once. What was the question again?
"Ms. Hayasaka, I asked you what you thought of the dress. It's your wedding dress, it's very important that you make the right choice." The woman's voice was so stern, not at all understanding of the true beauty of clothing.
Yukari closed her eyes, she needed to concentrate on the dress; it was something Isabella taught her about clothes. The material was... itchy.
"I don't particularly like it, but thankyou anyways." Yukari pulled the silky dress off her body quickly and threw her own delicate clothes on. She hurried out of the store her mother on her heels.
"Yukari, what did you mean you didn't like it? That dress was beautiful, it fit you like a glove." Her mother said in the same stern voice the woman from the shop had also used.
Yukari shuddered, she was going to be married in a couple months. She didn't need to be scolded like a child. She took a deep breath letting air into her system, "I'm not a fan of gloves you know. It's my wedding dress, I should get to pick the perfect one." She said it thoughtful not at all with an adolescents attitude though her mother seemed to think differently.
Her mother sat down on the small benches at the side of the road motioning for Yukari to sit down aswell, "Honey, you are getting married. I want you to know I am so proud of you for what you have done with your life. I know you got in with a bad crowd only a short while ago. All those fashion folks..." Her mother paused assessing Yukari's reactions like a therapist, "Hiro is a wonderful man. You are so lucky to have him."
Who? Yukari's heart blew up inside her for a moment and then changed back in mere seconds. Hiro... she was marrying Hiro...
"The subway should be coming in about 5 minutes the schedule says, are you coming?" Yukari's mother looked at her worried.
Yukari shook her head, "No, I've actually got a dress rehearsal for an evening gown show in about an hour. I think I'll hang around, maybe dress shop a little more." Yukari replied, also the subway schedule was off by at least 20 minutes always. But she didn't say that.
Her mother simply nodded and left in a hurry.
How long had it been since George had left? Not that long. But an exact date? Yukari couldn't tell herself, the days had been a blur since his departure. The clothes he had left her sending her into tears every time she wore them... there were no wedding dresses in the world that she would want. Yukari knew, nothing in the world was like Paradise Kiss.
More importantly nothing in the world was like George Koizumi.
"Will you marry me?" Hiro had asked her. Not bent on one knee like most men, but from down the street he had asked her.
"Uh..."
Hiro had walked closer.
"Yes?" Yukari had said it like a question but Hiro had taken it as an answer and he had ran to give her that ring before she could take her next breath.
Yukari remembered it all as a blur. Not like a princess fantasy, but as a nightmare. Hiro was a high school crush, and George was love. Pure, un-imaginable, almost fictional love. Hiro was nothing to that. So why was his ring on her finger?
The internal struggle sounded like a petty teenage fight to Yukari, but why did it mean so much? Heart, body, mind and soul she wished she went with George. The reason for living her own life and making her own modelling career was mature, but maturity only meant so much right now.
She turned around looking at the reflection in the glass of the shop behind her. Her beautiful eyes were calculating and contained no vibrancy like they once had, her short bangs that once showed the model and artist George had made her into now simply showed a little bit of spunk. Yukari looked down at her clothing, the high collared blue dress seemed so plain.
Yukari looked across the street to another shop filled with wedding dresses and she watched smiling as a woman only a little older than her ran out looking simply ecstatic- bag in hand. It overflowed a little with the large flowing skirt of the wedding gown.
Yukari wasn't lying when she told her mother about the evening gown show but she hadn't wanted to go home just then either. Dragging out her movements Yukari picked herself up and walked through the bustling crowds. The evening gown dress rehearsal was at a restaurant, some fancy place... she continued to walk down the street looking from side to side, hoping to see something that would indicate her to the correct location.
Somebody called her name and Yukari threw herself sideways looking for the voice: she found it. Arashi screamed from further down the street pointing desperately to the restaurant. Yukari ran, maybe she was later than she thought.
The coordinator looked at Yukari and gasped, "Thank heavens you're here, we can't start without you. And trust me, these girls need the practise."
"Sorry I was late..."Yukari muttered but the coordinator was already gone. Yukari was the main focus of the show...er... the dresses she wore were the main focus of the show. The clothes were the painting, Yukari was simply a canvas.
Miwako in the dressing rooms ripped and threw clothes around getting the other girls ready but she stopped when Yukari walked through the door.
"CAROLINE!" She screamed, smiling brightly. Miwako tossed a silky blue outfit and Yukari slipped the material on. She'd never seen this number before, the blue, turquiose colour set off the brown in her hair and eyes. The straps were thin, and there was nothing spectacular about the dress except for the tugging along the bodice making the dress cling to her.
"Oh...you look so beautiful...." Miwako said slowly, "But you have to get going." She shouted, rushing Yukari towards the curtain behind another woman.
On cue Yukari walked arching her back and letting her hair billow around her. She was becoming more and more at ease with the run-way experience; her long pale legs stretched with every step, covering the black catwalk. Finally reaching the end she stalled just like she was told, giving them the opportunity for the perfect cover shot. She stared forward and moved her leg a little to the left posing so naturally.
She felt the camera's lights and she saw the brilliant flash. Something was missing though and as she walked back to the dressing room for her next outfit, she felt the emptiness she always did as she returned to the dressing room.
George had embraced her that first time she walked the runway. He had held her so tight, walking off the runway into nothing but cold air was painful now. Why had she been thinking so much of George today?
She did on a regular basis, but today it seemed she couldn't form a full though without his name entering it. Even the blue dress she wore was making her think of him. She was marrying Hiro though.... even though she knew she didn't and couldn't ever love him.
At that same time across the globe George Koizumi watched a butterfly fly alone across the sky. His cold exterieur showed nothing as always but his heart squirmed a little at the sight remembering the only woman who ever stole his heart. 'Yukari Hayasaka, how could I lose you?' He wondered.
The thing about life is that sometimes we find love that is so truly wonderful, and sometimes we can hold on to it, but sometimes we lose it and sometimes it is taken away. Sometimes you live your life forgetting about that love... but this is the story of getting it back. You never forget true love... anything that is lost can be found again because it was never truly gone.
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