Disclaimer:
I do not own these characters tho I often wish I do
Author's note: My first fanfic and first post on this site! R&R! Hope you enjoy!
Natsuki had picked a bad day to have a bad day, which would be today. It was a Monday. Monday's are the beginning of the week. Beginnings of anything are always a bad time to have a bad anything because it basically means that the rest of the week would be pretty crappy too.
After the whole incident at the Hime-festival, the group had attempted to stay close but it was hard. The event had no doubt, bonded the girls together, but at the same time, made interaction a bit unbearable at times. Natsuki found herself reverting back to her old self as time passed. She only had herself to blame.
Stepping foot into the office, Natsuki let out a sigh. She had caught up with school and had graduated with Mai and the others. However, her heart just wasn't in it. She found herself an okay job in the city and had spiralled back into the life of solitude, only occasionally disrupted by Mai's dinner invitations.
"I heard that the new owner of this company is here for a visit today."
Natsuki shrugged as she flicked back her dark navy hair. Her neighbouring cubical owner had stuck his head over the board to whisper this tidbit of information. She had gotten this job just a little over a month ago and could really care less about its' on-goings.
Natsuki's cubical neighbour ignored her bored reaction to his news and nodded towards the front of the office. She was shaking hands with my boss and Natsuki ended up spilling coffee on her paper-filled desk.
"What's wrong?"
Natsuki continued to stare. It has been a while since she had given the hopes of randomly bumping into her. This was too unexpected and the old feeling was gripping to the side of her as she faded into her memory…
"I dunno...think I'm going to have a hard time sleeping tonight."
She had raised her eyebrow, half in curiosity, and half in concern. Her eyes were probing the younger girl to go on.
"Today is the anniversary of...well, something bad," Natsuki finished in a tone of annoyance.
She lowered herself to Natsuki's position on the grass. Natsuki was resting her head on her knees which were pulled tightly to her body.
"Hey, if you want, I'll leave my cell phone on tonight. Give me a call if you don't want to sleep and we can keep each other company. I'm a night person anyways."
Over the years, Natsuki has found that lies were something that will always linger between two people that remotely care for each other. Majority of the time, it's there for protection. At least that what she desperately wanted to believe.
"I'll think about it," She had reply to the kind gesture, not wanting to seem weak.
Natsuki could still feel the heat from her cheap second-handed cell phone burning the side of her cheeks.. The warmth emitting from that cell phone was something that she had grown accustom to in her high school years…
"Natsuki, umm..Coffee? Paper?"
Natsuki pulled herself out of her thoughts and looked down at her coffee-stained sheets.
"You should be careful," said a soft voice. Her voice.
Natsuki, looked up sharply but realized that the voice was already moving on. The scent of tea leaves lingered and clung to the air around her and Natsuki let out the breath she's been holding.
There is always a too late for everything, Natsuki just didn't like to admit it.
TBC