Mona Bella:
Disclaimer: DON'T SUE! I did not steal anything form Rurouni Kenshin! Other than that, please ENJOY!
Credits: This work is adapted from my school play… it was originally titled: "Querida… meri-san owes her long overdue thank-yous to the really talented people who wrote the script-writers… heheh… so yeah, the main bulk of this fic comes from the Drama people, and the characters come from Rurouni Kenshin… that means the only thing belonging to meri-san is the diction…
Author's note: hellohello, it's me again. Yes. Wacky, weird, same old meri-san. Just a note to you all readers out there: This story is set sometime in a historical European era, somewhere around Spain. As a result, there won't be any of those Japanese terms such as "dono", "sama" or even ORO?" I mean, that word doesn't even fit in with the tone here… neither will there be any mention of Aoshi's kodachi, or Shishi-o's homuradama… ducks flying vegetables there will be, however, some very nice chapters to follow, if you will kindly refrain from hitting me with the greens.
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Chapter One: The beginning of the End
She lay beneath the blanket, unwilling to stir from the depths of her depression, despite the fact that it was already early afternoon and she should be going about her daily chores. Outside, the larks zipped across the bright blue sky, oblivious o whatever took place in the world below.
Just like I once was, before everything that happened.
As she moved to escape the rays of light seeping through the narrow hole in the wall called a "window". Her hand brushed against something that lay on her dressing table- a mirror.
Her turquoise eyes glared at the mirror. Right now, she hated anything and everything to do with the ornately-carved accessory- from the man who ad given it to her to everything that had happened after that. For awhile, she traced the edges of the broken glass, fascinated at how, despite the fact that it was in pieces, it still fitted almost perfectly.
Each piece seems to reflect a part of my life- broken, shattered and tragic. But… weren't there also times when I felt like I was truly in heaven?
No! screamed the 16-yr old inwardly, flinging the mirror across the room and causing the shards of glass to scatter all over the place. The girl stared at the broken parts of the mirror before soundlessly treading to where the silver frame of the mirror now lay.
Quieltly, she picked it up in her slender hands. All around her, shards of glass glittered like parts of a giant crystal hidden beneath the floor. But looking closer, one would soon learn that they were merely bits of glass that would prick your feet if you weren't careful.
Just as I wasn't careful enough when I looked too close… in the end everything was just a temporary façade which slashed my life apart.
She tried not to recall that fateful night when the 'façade' came crashing down on her in a million pieces. That night when the true reality had been unveiled.
Unkowingly, her mind flashed back to the moment when they first locked gazes with each other. Danced under the close attention of the gallant young men and the jealous ladies-of-court. Not knowing what was to happen after that.
Slowy and carefully, the scarred girl picked up the glass pieces and started putting them back together like a jigsaw puzzle. It was all coming together…one by one… and soon she was to re-live everything.
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He called me: Querida; he called me his"darling". But I should have known after all that it happened. I should never have trusted him. I should have realized… it was all a masquerade.
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author's note: so who IS that mysterious young lady? What has that mirror got to do with her? Find out in the next episode: Two Distant Figures!
PS. Oh well… after this there won't be anything coming up for a really LONG time… not at least for two weeks… meri-san shall return as soon as she can… see ya! Meanwhile, go check out my other stories and review them! Arigato in advance! Take care! Muazziez! –grin5- meLc
PPS. Anyone who reads the following chapters and is from Drama and doesn't know why the plot gets twisted… well… it's supposed to be ADAPTED, so that means "Mona Bella" won't exactly stick to the original context… heheh… -ducks flying vegetables from whoever-