Fragments of Memories
This is my entry for the contest…
I would like to thank you my dear friend, Mel for helping me by giving his idea to complete this story.
Read, enjoy and review
Sorry for any grammatical mistakes. English is not my first language.
Disclaimer: I don't own Daa3!
Chapter 1: The Huge Mansion
Hectic. A word that could describe the situation in the medium sized office situated on the fourth floor of the Sasahime building. This building was situated in the middle of the town between two mega shopping complexes. Inside was filled with the sound of telephone ringing, people using the photocopy machine, people rushing in and out from their office and also coming from some white collars chatting by their desk. Despite of the situation, the was a certain girl, sat still by her place, focusing herself to the computer monitor in front of her while her fingers tapping on the appropriate letters to finish the article. Suddenly, the intercom on her desk made a sound.
"Miss Hanakomachi"
She pressed the intercom button, "Yes?"
"Please come to my office right now."
"Okay, I be right there"
The pink haired girl clicked the save icon on top of her screen to save her work just now and rushed to her manager's room. She inhaled deeply in front of the half wood half glass door before knocked. A voice from inside asked her to come in. She twisted the door handle open.
"Hanakomachi-san, please have a sit." Said a brunet lady in her late thirties who sat on a comfortable chair. She put down her pen in her grip and entwined her fingers on the desk. Christine, on the other hand sat silently on the chair.
"Take this." The lady gave her a paper file. "I believe you know Nozomu Hikarigaoka. He is one of the top models who are trying to crave his name in the media right now."
Christine nodded.
"Make an appointment with him 'coz we're going to publish about him in our magazine." Her voice sounded a little excited.
"Yes madam. I'll try my best."
"Yes, you should. You can go now."
Christine rose from her sit and bowed a little before she walked to the door.
"Umm…. One more thing…"
The pink haired girl stopped in her track.
"Can you send my regards to him and ask his autograph for me?"
Christine turned her gaze to her boss and smiled, "Sure."
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A yellow taxi stopped by the main entrance of the big mansion. The mansion was painted with pale white color and there was a stone trail from the big gate to the first step of the mansion. After paying some dollars to the taxi, a pink haired girl entered the yard by the small gate beside the between the flower bushes and the big gate. She made her way followed the stone trail slowly. While walking, she observed the yard around her. Just near the front gate was a big black old tree, that still standing gloriously although there were no leaves on its branch. Christine grabbed her camera which was hanging by her neck and snapped some pictures of the eerie but classic looking tree.
Other than the black tree, there was a garden full with types of flowers namely roses, daisies, tulips, sunflowers. They were planted just before the stairs where the stone trail ends. Seeing all many kind of colors filled in the garden gave a slight joy in her heart. The colors somehow gave a life look in contrast with the pale color of the mansion.
Christine stepped on the stairs and reach to the door bell. However, just before she could press the button on the right side of the door, her world became dark and silent in a blink of time. She fall on the floor, fainted.
-Christine POV-
There was a faint sound from afar. I opened my eyes slowly. I don't even know where I am right now. Everything was in black and white including me. I rose from the floor and examine everything around me. It looked like I was in a hallway which filled with portraits hanging on the wall.
I walked deep into the hallway while admiring the portraits of beautiful lady. I stopped at the fifth portrait. There was a large cut across the neck of the portrait that left it torn and peeled from the canvas. I touched the canvas but felt nothing. Suddenly my gaze concentrated on the floor. There was an uneven trail of black liquid on the floor. It looked like it coming from a source that being dragged because of the heaviness. I followed the trail and it end by a half open, strange looking door. The door really looked alike the wall if it was closed. Nobody would notice this door if the person hadn't look at it nicely.
I crept closer to the door. Suddenly, there was something cold and wet on my forehead…
-end of POV-
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The air inside the house felt so damp due to the raining outside the mansion. A blonde man arrived at a certain door with a tray filled with a small towel and a bowl of cold water in both of his hands. He then used his right foot to push the door which was half open to let him in. Inside the room was a flawless beautiful figure lying unconsciously on his bed. A sigh escaped from his lips. He walked closer to the bed and put the tray down onto a desk before sat on the chair beside it. He dipped the small towel in the bowl and squeezed the excess water. Then he placed the damp towel carefully onto the girl's forehead.
Suddenly the lying lady's fingers made some movements. Slowly she opened her eyes. It was blurred for some moments but after few blinks the surrounding became clear to her eyes. However, she couldn't recognize the surrounding. She tried to wake up but a pair of hand held her down. She stared into the holder's eyes.
"Don't get up yet. You're still weak." Said the blonde man.
"Okay." She landed on the soft pillow once again. "Where am I? What time is it?" She turned her gaze to the man beside her.
"In my room. I found you fainted on my door way. So I carried you to my room." He ogled to the clock hanging on the wall. "It's 8pm. I think you should stay here for the night considering it is late and raining outside."
"I'm sorry; I shouldn't have burdened you this much." Christine got up from her back. And once again his hands try to stop her. "It's okay. I just want to sit." After helping her sit comfortably, she asked, "Could you please take my belonging?"
"Here it is"
Her bag changed hand. She dug into her bag and took out a recorder. "I'm a journalist. It was me who called you just before I came here." She extended her hand. "I'm Christine. Christine Hanakomachi."
He received her hand gladly. "Nice to meet you. I'm Nozomu Hikarigaoka. Call me Nozomu."
"I think I should interviewing you right now, and tomorrow I can take your pictures and this house."
"It's okay. Take your time."
-Lets skip the interview session.-
"It's already 9.30pm. Where did I put my manners?" Nozomu sighed. "You must be hungry. Wait for a moment. I'll fetch you something to eat."
Christine just smiled. Some moments after, he arrived with a plate of mouth watering sandwiches.
"Nozomu-kun. When did you buy this house?"
"About two years ago. There's an auction going on when the first time I got here for my shooting. I fall in love with this house's design for the first sight my gaze fall upon it and join the auction. I gave the highest bid, and now, the house is mine"
"Where the last owner went to?"
"I don't know. But if I'm not mistaken, the last owner was Ryuuchi Sasaki. I did some research some time ago and she was found missing from the house about three years ago."
DUMMM….DAAMMM
A sight of lightning following by a thunder was heard. And suddenly it was pitch black in the room. Both Christine and Nozomu jolted from their sit.
"It's dark…" Said the girl.
"Wait a minute. I think I hid some candles in here. Let me search for it."
Christine nodded her head in the dark. A lightning struck the land once again which helped him to find the candles easier. A faint sound was heard near the make up table and the room was lighted.
"Thanks"
"I'm sorry for the inconvenience. This house never had a shortage before." Said Nozomu, approaching the bed once again with the candle in his hand.
The pink haired girl put her hand on top of his hand which was rested on the bed she was seated on. "It's okay. It's good to be like this once in a while."
The blond man smiled to the woman in the dim light. Suddenly…
SCREEETTT…. SCREETTT….
Both of them mirrored each other. "You hear that?" Asked Christine.
He nodded. "What do you think it was?"
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A/N: I stopped my first chapter here…
Since I posted my stories quite late, I will update the last chapter tomorrow.
See ya!
-princess