Passion or Love?
"Where to sir?"
The cabby waited for a few moments for a reply and when he heard nothing, the man turned his head as much as his neck would allow as he asked, "Sir? Where're you heading?"
This time, the cabby's question was answered with an address. Normally a pretty chatty guy, the cabby could somehow sense that his passenger would prefer to be left alone for the time, so the cab driver nodded his head and pulled out into traffic.
The man in the backseat looked for all the world as if he was completely calm, composed and naturally charming, but if someone who knew him well had been sitting next to him, they would have seen many confused and riotous emotions swirling within his deep brown eyes.
Out of all the people he might have expected to see at that theater watching that performance…why did it have to be her? He had only just gotten himself so deeply immersed in work that thoughts of her had nearly stopped surfacing at all times of the day.
Less than a year ago, she had broken his heart. While it was extremely difficult for him to admit, he, who was the man every decent and indecent woman wanted to 'conquer', who had been engaged to the most beautiful, wealthy and powerful woman in America, he had given his heart to her unreservedly. And in exchange, he had thought that he would receive hers in return…but no, that apparently wasn't to be.
Thinking back, he had noticed her sitting with several other people and right next to her was…that man. The man she had said she would leave so that they could be together, but it seemed as though that man had somehow convinced her not to leave him. And so that was that.
Propping his elbow against the window, he rested his chin in his palm as he stared vacantly out at the dark and rainy scenery. Eyes half-closed, he finally allowed himself to delve deeper into his memory and take himself back to the first time he had met her. Maybe if he sifted through everything that he remembered, he might be able to figure out how she had been able to act so well. How she had been able to convince him that she was falling in love…and how he had managed to lose his heart to her so completely.
Author's Note:
This is my first story for AizenxOrihime to be the end couple and it is dedicated to my dear friend Sariniste as well as Child of the Ashes and Boho over on . You guys are wonderful supporters and an inspiration for me.
Now for the story itself, so as not to give away too much, all I will say is it is based off a movie my mom likes to watch every Christmas as she wraps presents. If you like old, classic movies, then you will probably figure out where I got the idea for this story. Just like with Music of Angels, I'm not too worried about keeping it completely in line with the movie plotline, so it should be fun to add in a few twists here and there.
This is going to be something of a Christmas story, but I'm starting it now because I know that with how I've been so lazy lately, it's going to take me all of two months to finish this less than ten chapter story (at least hopefully) and still try and work on my other stories as well as an Ichihime story for the holidays.
Any questions, just feel free to drop me a line! :)