hey there! :)
this is my first fanfics in english and i hope there aren't too many
mistakes ^^; the pairing is marron&miyako, so everyone who doesn't like
shoujo-ai shouldn't read it.
and to all the readers: enjoy it, even if it may be a strange pairing for
you ;)
R&R please!!!!
Love Blossoms
Prologue - "Surprising Reunion"
[Miyako]
'Dear Diary,
it's already half a year ago since Marron has moved to her parents to Europe. Yeah, she's somewhere in Europe now and I have no idea, where. It's the same with Chiaki. But from where should we know? After all she didn't say anything about a departure or even a removal, she just wrote a note with the info that her parents wanted to try a new start and so she would move to them. Into another country.into another life. And she didn't think about Chiaki and me, about how we would feel. Probably it would have been too hard for her to say goodbye to us personally.especially to Chiaki. They had been such a great couple and she just breaks up with him and disappears from our lives. And I wanted to tell her about 'it'.didn't I? Did I really want to confess my love to her? No. No. I wouldn't have been able to do it anyway.I'm sure I would have stuttered if she had stood in front of me and I had tried to confess everything. Nevertheless I think that I'd feel better if she knew the truth. If only I would have had the courage to say these three words.I love you.it's not that difficult, is it? Well, doesn't really matter now, I don't think that I'm gonna see her again.nothing matters.'
I put the pencil back onto my desk and lean against the chair sighing. Those damned diary-entries. Since my mom's death two months ago a lot of things have changed. I use to write down my feelings and thoughts now, that helps me to handle things better. Shortly after Marron had left Jeanne also didn't appear anymore and I still shut my eyes to the connection between the two of them. I don't care about Jeanne's true identity, it doesn't matter anymore. My dad lost his job as a police inspector."too many unsolved cases" they said. Now he sits at home day after day and gets drunk. I already got used to the fact that he's about to turn violent then. The only good thing is that I have Chiaki and Yamato. We've become best friends and help each other whenever we need someone. After Marron had left, Chiaki was so sad and hopeless, just like me. I tried to comfort him to ignore my own grief but it was so hard, harder than anybody could imagine. He noticed that something was bothering me and so I told him about my love for Marron. Thereupon he was there for me and that helped me a lot.
A loud knocking on the front door tears me out of my thoughts. I think too much. I get going to open the door just to find myself being faced with a policeman who has taken my father in tow, completely drunk of course. "Are you Mrs. Miyako Toudaji?" I nod my head unimpressed. "Your father was making trouble at a pub. Seems like he has drunk too much. Luckily I've been there at the right time, otherwise he wouldn't have come home safely."
While he's saying that I help him to carry my dad into the living-room and onto the couch. "Please take care so that something like this won't happen again.", the policeman says and leaves again. I go back into my room and sit down on the bed where the cover and the pillows are still lying undone. A glance at the clock tells me that it's already 11.30 p.m., but I don't care. I'm certain that I can't sleep now, so I decide to go for a short walk.
Just when I come out of the elevator I see a car driving up and parking in front of the "Orléans", what makes me wonder 'cause it's so late. Then I watch a slender figure getting out of it, carrying some bags. I don't think too much about this and continue my way to the entrance, while this person is struggling with its luggage. The car already drove away, seems like it was just a taxi. That's when I notice that in the entry-hall is no light, only the streetlamps outside give a dim ray of light through the front windows. After a short search I find the switch and right in this moment I hear the sliding doors opening. ' I'm anxious who this could be ' , I think to myself, turn around and look directly into the eyes of...."Marron."
It's silent but her name is still resounding through the whole building, even seconds later. I feel like I am dreaming. Marrons's standing in front of me, a bag in each hand and a rucksack on her back. She's wearing a white summer dress, which reaches to her knees, across it a short blue jeansjacket and her brown hair falls down to her shoulders. "Hello Miyako." This wonderful voice, there's such a tenderness in it. She looks at me with her beautiful brown eyes. I could get lost in them. But then I realize what I'm doing, I'm staring at her all the time. "He..", I wanna welcome her and hug her but all of a sudden I have to remember how she left without even saying goodbye and I feel betrayed, again. "Hello Marron.", I finally say with a voice as cold as ice, turn my eyes away from her and pass her by without saying another word. I walk out of the building and go outside where it's started to rain.
She doesn't even turn around. She's just standing there, the bags still in her hands. I'm standing on the other side of the street and watch her. Actually I wanted to start running as soon as I was out of the building, but I had to see her reaction. But what did she expect? Did she really think I would cry with happiness, would help her carrying her bags and pull her into a tight embrace, by the way saying a couple of nice words like "Nice to see you again." or "I missed you so much!". No, not after she had left me alone like she did. At the time when I needed her the most she wasn't there, my best friend.me secret love.
It seems like she's realized what has been happening, 'cause she makes her way over to the elevator. I can imagine the expression on her face - confused and unbelieving.
The doors of the elevator are closing and the entry-hall is empty again. I'm still standing motionless on the other side of the street and feel the rain coming down on me. My eyes look stiff and expressionless at the closed doors of the elevator. And the tear that makes its way down across my cheek will be kept unnoticed because of the raindrops, that wash away my pain.
end of this chapter! if there are any mistakes that should be corrected, please tell me! see ya
Love Blossoms
Prologue - "Surprising Reunion"
[Miyako]
'Dear Diary,
it's already half a year ago since Marron has moved to her parents to Europe. Yeah, she's somewhere in Europe now and I have no idea, where. It's the same with Chiaki. But from where should we know? After all she didn't say anything about a departure or even a removal, she just wrote a note with the info that her parents wanted to try a new start and so she would move to them. Into another country.into another life. And she didn't think about Chiaki and me, about how we would feel. Probably it would have been too hard for her to say goodbye to us personally.especially to Chiaki. They had been such a great couple and she just breaks up with him and disappears from our lives. And I wanted to tell her about 'it'.didn't I? Did I really want to confess my love to her? No. No. I wouldn't have been able to do it anyway.I'm sure I would have stuttered if she had stood in front of me and I had tried to confess everything. Nevertheless I think that I'd feel better if she knew the truth. If only I would have had the courage to say these three words.I love you.it's not that difficult, is it? Well, doesn't really matter now, I don't think that I'm gonna see her again.nothing matters.'
I put the pencil back onto my desk and lean against the chair sighing. Those damned diary-entries. Since my mom's death two months ago a lot of things have changed. I use to write down my feelings and thoughts now, that helps me to handle things better. Shortly after Marron had left Jeanne also didn't appear anymore and I still shut my eyes to the connection between the two of them. I don't care about Jeanne's true identity, it doesn't matter anymore. My dad lost his job as a police inspector."too many unsolved cases" they said. Now he sits at home day after day and gets drunk. I already got used to the fact that he's about to turn violent then. The only good thing is that I have Chiaki and Yamato. We've become best friends and help each other whenever we need someone. After Marron had left, Chiaki was so sad and hopeless, just like me. I tried to comfort him to ignore my own grief but it was so hard, harder than anybody could imagine. He noticed that something was bothering me and so I told him about my love for Marron. Thereupon he was there for me and that helped me a lot.
A loud knocking on the front door tears me out of my thoughts. I think too much. I get going to open the door just to find myself being faced with a policeman who has taken my father in tow, completely drunk of course. "Are you Mrs. Miyako Toudaji?" I nod my head unimpressed. "Your father was making trouble at a pub. Seems like he has drunk too much. Luckily I've been there at the right time, otherwise he wouldn't have come home safely."
While he's saying that I help him to carry my dad into the living-room and onto the couch. "Please take care so that something like this won't happen again.", the policeman says and leaves again. I go back into my room and sit down on the bed where the cover and the pillows are still lying undone. A glance at the clock tells me that it's already 11.30 p.m., but I don't care. I'm certain that I can't sleep now, so I decide to go for a short walk.
Just when I come out of the elevator I see a car driving up and parking in front of the "Orléans", what makes me wonder 'cause it's so late. Then I watch a slender figure getting out of it, carrying some bags. I don't think too much about this and continue my way to the entrance, while this person is struggling with its luggage. The car already drove away, seems like it was just a taxi. That's when I notice that in the entry-hall is no light, only the streetlamps outside give a dim ray of light through the front windows. After a short search I find the switch and right in this moment I hear the sliding doors opening. ' I'm anxious who this could be ' , I think to myself, turn around and look directly into the eyes of...."Marron."
It's silent but her name is still resounding through the whole building, even seconds later. I feel like I am dreaming. Marrons's standing in front of me, a bag in each hand and a rucksack on her back. She's wearing a white summer dress, which reaches to her knees, across it a short blue jeansjacket and her brown hair falls down to her shoulders. "Hello Miyako." This wonderful voice, there's such a tenderness in it. She looks at me with her beautiful brown eyes. I could get lost in them. But then I realize what I'm doing, I'm staring at her all the time. "He..", I wanna welcome her and hug her but all of a sudden I have to remember how she left without even saying goodbye and I feel betrayed, again. "Hello Marron.", I finally say with a voice as cold as ice, turn my eyes away from her and pass her by without saying another word. I walk out of the building and go outside where it's started to rain.
She doesn't even turn around. She's just standing there, the bags still in her hands. I'm standing on the other side of the street and watch her. Actually I wanted to start running as soon as I was out of the building, but I had to see her reaction. But what did she expect? Did she really think I would cry with happiness, would help her carrying her bags and pull her into a tight embrace, by the way saying a couple of nice words like "Nice to see you again." or "I missed you so much!". No, not after she had left me alone like she did. At the time when I needed her the most she wasn't there, my best friend.me secret love.
It seems like she's realized what has been happening, 'cause she makes her way over to the elevator. I can imagine the expression on her face - confused and unbelieving.
The doors of the elevator are closing and the entry-hall is empty again. I'm still standing motionless on the other side of the street and feel the rain coming down on me. My eyes look stiff and expressionless at the closed doors of the elevator. And the tear that makes its way down across my cheek will be kept unnoticed because of the raindrops, that wash away my pain.
end of this chapter! if there are any mistakes that should be corrected, please tell me! see ya