This is the Sequel to the fanfic I wrote named "a twist".
I don't own HANA YORI DANGO-korean version/ japanese version, just a fan that wish to recreate another plot of the story. DON'T SUE ME please~!
First time writing a fanfic; please constructive criticism only~! Thanks!—
-Takes place 3 years after the ending of a twist fanfic-
Ch. 1
The wedding bells chimed over the cool spring day, a flock of white birds flew overhead, and the couple dressed in black and white stood beaming in front of the camera, drowning in each other's eyes.
Makino and Hanazawa Rui clasp their hands together, and stare at the loving couple before them. Yuki and Soujiro have decided to tie the knot; it was really sudden, as it's only been 2 years since they have became an official couple. "Oi Rui," Akira cheerfully shouted to the couple on the side, Tsukushi and Rui turned their head, and smiled at the two handsome figures that walked towards them. "Yo," came Rui light response as he friendly waved at Tsukasa and Akira, whom onlookers could only stared gapping at the dashing trio. "So when are you and Makino-chan going to tie the knot?" Akira teased and smirked at Tsukushi's squirming reaction. "Soon," came Rui's soft reply as he stared down adoringly at the women by his side.
Tsukasa felt a small pang, as his heartstring was tugged, yet again. He stared mesmerized at the beautiful women beside Rui. Her unruly hair no longer loosely managed, it was now tied nicely up into a simple, sophisticated bun. Her smiles as always were too bright for the sun, and her twinkling eyes so black and dark that he would give anything to drown in. He settles with a soft hello, as he stared at the two, forcing a large arrogant grin over his face as he met them. He then swiftly turned from the couple and impatiently yelled out to the newlyweds "Oi! When will you two be done with those shoots?" Soujiro frowned but then broke into a grin, and hypnotically reminded himself: nothing will dampen the mood on this day, his happy day, his wedding day. "Just wait inside Tsukasa, we will be done in 5 minutes!" Soujiro patiently compromised. Yuki smiled at the group of people that she cherished very much, and she beamed at them, feeling light and happy still from their congratulations just a few days before. She inwardly sighed, as she hopes that Tsukushi would soon follow suit, and have her own happy ever after.
Tsukushi smiled at Yuki, and knowingly, the two friends shared an understanding, before Yuki turned her back reluctantly to smile for the camera. Yuki had always loved Tsukushi, and it wasn't physical attraction (not to say that tsukushi isn't pretty, because she was, she was beautiful to her), but it was a love for a dear and beautiful friend who always bravely stood up for her. Even just thinking about the memorable past with tsukushi, fleeting image of those wonderful time surface: " Tsukushi and her mighty fist, Tsukushi and her kinder spirit, Tsukushi and how she manage to kidnap Soujiro so he could finally face her, and stop his scandalous, bachelor ways. Yuki could only beam widely as her thoughts were lost in happiness and her memories.
Dinnner was extragavent, and the tea ceremony was unique to the couple's special day. Soujiro couldn't stop grinning, his eyes locked onto the shining bride, and he possessively kept his right arm around her waist. They greeted in politeness to distant relatives and families, even though the resentment towards his father has resolved, but there was still awkwardness and stiffness in the way Soujiro addresses his father. Yuki sighed inwardly, knowing that old habits die hard. She gently smiled at her handsome groom, whose form fitting black tuxedo only emphasizes his charming and handsome appearance. The dinner went smoothly, with Tsukushi and the rest of the F4s sitting at their table, the two newlyweds sigh with relief. The formalities and greeting s to strangers were starting to be a bit suffocating and tiresome for the two.
Rui lightly held onto tsukushi's hand, his arms gentle but firm around her waist. The two were like a match made in heaven, they smoothly glided through the dance floor, a wave of awe and envy murmured through the crowd. The F4s can only grinned widely, their shoulder's shook lightly as they watch on in amusement. Yuki smack Soujiro lightly as she quietly lectures them to stop: "Soujiro! You know makino has been trying for months, and she just can't dance without stumbling, so stop laughing, tsukushi will hear!" The F4s paid no heed to her warnings, as they continue to stare at Tsukushi, who stood on top of Rui shoes as he guide her through the dance floor. "Sou-" yuki nagged on, but she was cut off as Soujiro kissed her deeply, leaving her breathless, and then lightly led her to the dance floor for a dance. The crowd began to form around the bride and the groom. All were staring in adoration for the two, the happy couple who have finally given their promise to each other.
"Hey tsukasa, want to go check out those ladies over there?" Akira asked as he eyed two ladies standing near them. The ladies smiled sexily at them, but tsukasa rejects in haste and said: "What's so good about some old hags?" Akira turned to them quickly and apologized as they angrily turned their heels to for the door. "Tsukasa~! Why did you say that? Couldn't you have been nicer? Maybe then you would have gotten a girl of your own by now!" Akira said cheekily, before earning a light smack by tsukasa on the arm. "What I do is none of your business! And beside, your complex for older womens are getting out of hand" Tsukasa miffed out before he turned and left for the drinks. Akira sighed after him, and knew secretly that even after all this time, tsukasa still has his eye set for only one girl, and that girl just happens to be tuskushi.
Tsukasa peeled his eyes away from the person on the dance floor, his eyes was glued to her since the beginning of the wedding ceremony. How many days has it been since he has last seen her? Her presence at the airport, when he arrived back to Japan brought him new hope and light, but he soon plummet down to hell as Rui came and welcomed him back. His lips thinned white as akira's words repeatedly reminded him that he has not moved on. It was true, every prospect marriage, or any potential contenders for marriage were all rejected by him. He could not, for the life of him, image himself with anyone else other than with her, with tsukushi. She still haunts his dreams as she had done those years ago. Her mere presence caused his body to heat up, and his heart to betray him as it beats rapidly for her, only her. But she is taken, and he had even acknowledged it. And so he left, he left Japan; he left her, in the very hope of leaving behind his treacherous thoughts. However, being in New York did not make matters well, his yearning for her only increased. The star necklace still hung around his neck, tucked safely under his shirt, and hidden from everyone's view. It felt cool against his collar bone; it was his cold reminder of the happy past, the past he had once held in his grasp, that only he knows. The past that now is forgotten by everyone, and only kept alive in him. He couldn't bear to throw away their proof of love, even in New York; he became distraught and angry, then panicked about the absence of the necklace. It seemed like the end of the world for him, his frantic search for it, and how he threw aside his work to look for it. It wasn't until his assistant found it under his desk, did he felt a sense of relief and comfort to be able to resume an important meeting. Everyone has seemingly forgotten the past, or just don't even want to remember it. But there was still the small scar, barely visible above his right temple, and it was the only other evidence about the past, the tragic event that caused his amnesia. The sudden turn in his life ruined him, it ruined his happiness, and he lost the love of his life. This all serves to remind him about how cruel fate was and how it still is.
-To be continued-