Strawberry Ice-cream
I once had this friend.
In fact, we're still friends…at least to me…I think
she forgot me…again.
To me…she was more than a friend, which
sounds stupid - even to me, but to me - it's true. We knew each other very
well, we were like best friends. Were. Things change.
I loved her. Every inch of her, every scent of her
could send tones of dizziness inside my head. She had a queer sense of
direction and logic, and could drive my mature and right mind crazy.
People often said I was too serious. She changed that, at least when I was with
her.
I stayed in Tokyo, with her, to collect the Clow
Cards. I despised her at first - every bit of her. But I grew to love her - it
was so confusing! My life had always been arranged for me - catch the Clow
Cards, marry Meiling, and have a 'happy' life with her.
Yeah, right.
We became friends. Best friends. Almost. To me - she
was my best friend, and more. To her - I was her next best friend, next to
Tomoyo Daidouji.
Peopl teased us whne they saw us together, side by
side. I was terribly afraid of it, blushing rapidly every time 'Mrs. Sakura Li'
was mentioned, while Sakura would turn the colour of the mix of strawberries
and cream. But still, I enjoyed walking home with her. We would hail ice cream
stores and raid ice cream shops, treating eachother to ice cream. She loved
strawberry.
When we reached our neighborhood, she would yell
loudly, 'See ya around, China boy!' China boy, her brother Touya's nickname for
me.
Embarassed, to the roots of my hair, that people
were listening and seeing my pale crimson blush, I would mumble, 'See
ya.'
And then,
And then,
And then,
I left to go back to Hong Kong. My job in Tokoyo was
finished. It broke my heart. Completely.
Then I came back. A year and a half later. I saw
her. I went to the same school with her again. Same class. Almost like old
times. Except,
We don't walk home together anymore.
We don't walk anywhere together anymore.
We're now two strangers, because history with
someone, in sixth grade means nothing in high school. And now I'm walking down
the sidewalk alone. Someone's crying
softly on the curb. I stop suddenly and freeze. It's Sakura.
I glance around, and stop an oncoming ice cream
truck, tinkling the same old tune. I buy a strawberry ice cream cone. Double
scoop. Rainbow Sprinkles. The way she likes it. For old times sakes, I
tell myself.
'Here,' I give Sakura the treat. 'It used to be your
favourite.'
She glances up, her oval, shining green eyes meet
mines.
'It still is,' She sniffles. 'Do I know you?'
'We were friends once,' I explain,feeling stupid.
'Sorry, I don't remem - '
'It was a long, logn time ago.'
Another girl enters the scene, interrupting our
'conversation.' I recognize her as a year older Tomoyo. She gives no sign of
recognition as she glances over at me, warily. She begins to chat earnestly
with Sakura. I fade slowly into the backround, turning away with their voices
in my ears.
'…is he your new boyfriend, Sakura?'
'No Tomoyo, we used to be friends.'
'He's cute. Name?'
'…I…forgot. Hey, you, what's your name again?'
I turn around, to meet her sparkly green - eyed
gaze. I grin to myself, and brighten a bit. 'China boy.'
'Huh?'
'Call me China boy.'
She smiles, 'Alright. Thanks for the ice cream. See
ya around, China boy.'
'See ya.'
Author's note
Heh..that idea came from cousin, who once had this
HUGE crush on this boy (by the way, this is like…20 years ago, or something)
and the crush went ALL the way until…junior high, ro soemthing. Till the boy
left..*sniff*..but then the boy came back! But..my cousin, Miyaomi didn't
recognize him, Sento, and then he bought her a popsicle…and well, it goes on!
And the conclusion? My cousin Miyaomi and Sento are getting married this month!
October 18th 2001! The day of my school pictures! The day of my uncle's b-day!
The day of my friend's b-day! 5 days till my birthday!
There's only one bad thing about all this…
I have to wear a dress!!
- Visions
