It was a cold autumn day. The leaves fell down from the trees and flickered solemnly down towards the black box that rested on the ground. The wind was calm but cool, the clouds covered the sky and casted dim shadows towards the earth. Two persons stood over the box and said their last goodbyes before it would be hauled down in to the earth. A third person, the priest was walking slowly away, thinking about the two people that had come to the funeral. It was sad that a person would only be missed by so few as she left the earth. Two people that didn't even know each other. What kind of a person was that woman? He looked back and saw that the two didn't even shed a tear. One of the most depressing funerals he had ever held.
The weather was perfect for mourning, it was somber and cold. The feeling you got standing in the cemetery was overwhelmingly sad. But still the people gathered there could feel no grief. They just stood there and stared at the coffin with a sense of relief and closure. The deceased had not given them any joy in live, only pain, but they still felt compelled to say their last greetings. After few minutes the man and girl looked up from the closed coffin and looked each other in the eyes, then smiled a little and nodded. When they were getting ready to go and turned away from the coffin the girl suddenly fell. The man went to her and helped her to get back on her feet.
"Thank you sir." The girl said with a low voice.
"No problem, are you alright?" The man asked with concern.
"Yes, thank you, I'm sorry for the inconvenience." But as she took a step away from him, pain mutilated her face and she began to fall again but the man was ready, caught her and helped her to a bench situated not a long way from the grave.
The man was rather fit, in his fifties, with black hair that was beginning to become gray. He was well dressed and the limousine that was parked near, was a clear sign that he did well in life. He bowed down and looked at the girl's leg, and didn't listen to her protests.
"It's alright, I can't just ignore a hurt person." He carefully looked at her foot and then sat beside her. "It's not broken, just twisted."
"Thank you."
They sat for a while, not saying anything. Just enjoying the beauty of the day. But then the man broke the silence.
"How did you know her?"
"How did I know her, she was my mother." The tone in the girls voice was deprived of any emotion.
"You were that women's child, that can't have been a good experience."
"No, not at all."
"I knew her a long time ago, would you believe if I said that there was a time I was in love with her. That was before I found out what kind of a person she really was. Do you know what she tried to do? She tried to scam my company out of me, when I found out I ended my relationship with her."
The look on the girls face showed pure horror.
"I'm sorry sir. I knew she was without morals but I didn't know…"
"It's alright, girl. It was the start of a new chapter in my life and it kind of is because of her that the company blossomed and I became one of the richest people in Japan."
"Well, then she did something good in her life." The man looked at the girl, she seemed to be around twenty at first but now he wasn't sure, she might be younger, also there was something familiar about her, but he couldn't place it.
"I take it she didn't do anything for you then?"
"Except for abandoning me when I was 10. No nothing." The pain and loneliness was unmistakable. The man almost felt like crying when he heard those words, but he couldn't understand why, maybe because of the atmosphere.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to stir up painful memories. So you lived with your father then?"
"My father? No I never knew him, she told me he was dead, but who knows."
The poor girl, she hadn't had an easy life. It showed in her face and eyes, they were marked with a long lasting pain. No one should have eyes like these, until they were at least sixty, preferable never. The man felt compassion with the girl and wished he could help her with her pain.
"What's your name?"
"Mogami Kyouko."
He laughed.
"What's so funny?"
The man looked at her, and now for the first time noticed her eyes that were so much like his own.
"Your name, it's the last name I would want to name my child, funny she should name you that."
The man could feel something in his bones. There was something so familiar about the girl, like looking in a mirror. He suddenly froze. No, it couldn't be. Hesitantly he asked the next question.
"How old are you." He held his breath as he waited for the answer.
"Me, I'm seventeen, but I will be turning eighteen in December".
The man's heart almost stopped. That couldn't be. Memories from long ago started to flow.
Nineteen years ago:
He woke up, and felt that he was alone in bed. He stretched out and sat up. He looked around the room and saw clothes scattered all over the floor. The memories of last night made him smile. He and his fiancée had been celebrating his company newest success. Everything in the world was great. He stood up and walked towards the bathroom. When he reached the door he heard a loud vomiting sound.
"Saena, are you alright?"
"Yeah, I think it's just some flu, I'll be out in a second."
After a few minutes she came out fully dressed and kissed him.
"Sorry sweetie, I need to go and meet up with some old friends. I'll see you tonight." With that she left and he watched her disappear out the door.
Later that day he was in his office when his personal aid came in with a file and handed to him. He opened it and started reading, then looked at the other man with a puzzled face. The man just nodded and he kept on reading. With every page his desperation grew and at the end of the file tears started to fall down his cheeks. The other man retreated out of the room and left his employer alone. After what seemed to be an eternity he called his secretary and gave him instructions to remove everything related to Mogami Saena out of his life. Then he went to meet her.
When he came to the restaurant they had decided to meet at, he walked towards the table she was sitting at and sat down across from her. She looked up and smiled, but when she saw his face her whole persona changed. She knew he had found out and that the game was over.
"So sweetie, who found out?"
He couldn't believe this was the woman he was in love with. Everything about her changed, it was like she cast aside her personality.
"Hiro-san, he told me this morning."
She started to laugh and his face turned into that of a stone.
"I never liked that man, he was to sharp and to loyal to you. He knew I was up to something but I didn't think he would discover everything so soon. I underestimated him."
"So it's true? You don't even bother to deny it." His heart was now broken into billion pieces.
"Why should I. Urgh! Take away that food I can't stand the smell of it" she said to a waiter that walked passed her at the same moment with his hands full of plates. Then she turned to face the broken man that sat across from her.
"Get out of here, I don't want to see you again, you hear that." He spoke in a low and menacing voice. "You discuss me."
She stood up, obviously offended.
"You want me to go? Fine, it's your loss, and my pain."
He looked at her confused.
"You will understand that sentence sometime in the future, then you will wish that you didn't throw me out." She started walking but stopped and turned around, "yeah, and I know that you have no concrete evidence, so you can't prosecute me."
"No, I can't, just get out of my life."
She walked away laughing. She must be crazy, he thought, I just discovered the plan that she spent years to perfect, and then just goes away barely without a word, laughing. What is she hiding?
He sat at the table, with his heart bleeding and didn't think more about her words, if he would have, then he might have run after her, but he didn't.
Now:
She had known that the thing he wanted most in his live was a child, but the doctors said that it was a slim possibility for him to father one. What if he did? Now Saena's words made perfect sense. He examined the girl carefully. Some of her looks were from Saena. Her body, slim and balanced, but still somewhat curvy and legs that stretched on for miles. But the girl had his eyes and forehead, and his mothers nose and mouth. Tears started to form in his eyes. It was a miracle, she was a miracle.
"Sir, what's wrong?" She looked at him with concern.
"Nothing is wrong Kyouko, nothing at all, believe me, those are happy tears."
The girl looked at him angrily.
"I know my mother was cruel and tried to scam you, but at least show her some respect in death. She is my flesh and blood after all."
"I think that so am I."
"What are you talking about?"
"Kyouko, I think I'm your father."
Putting in the Star Wars effect... How do you like it? Bad idea or a good one? I have some other chapters ready that only need a little polish before I post them... Also I have been a little stuck with Problem in paradise so I'm putting this up as a sincere apology.