Of Lives and Destiny- Is it really set or people build it up themselves?



Here is a story that may give people something to think about...



Hi! Minna-san, I know I promised the last chapter of Damn Sun, but as writers you all know that we can get writer's block once in a while, daro? So, I've decided to start on another wild idea of mine. This fanfiction is like a POV and story telling crossover [??], so bear with me okay. The first part may seem boring, especially ice-boy's POV but it'll get better after that. Well, hope you guys read and review.



Disclaimers: I just hate doing this, basically let's get this over and done with. I do not own Flame of Recca. Though I would very much like to.



Chapter One:



[Tokiya's POV]













Of lives that were lost,

uncontrollable sorrow,

Of bridges that were crossed, unspeakable silence.



It was snowing. I started feeling it when I had stepped out of my house. How many years has it been since I had left Tokyo? I smirked. Since when did I ever care? Maybe its because of this nagging feeling at the bottom of my heart that tells me I should have at least said goodbye to the bunch of monkeys back there. After all, compared to the idiotic girls around in New York, any of them almost seemed much more intelligent then the group of girls added together.



I looked up at the sky, feeling suddenly all wistful. I did miss Tokyo, though I never showed it. It was after all the place which I had grown up in, and it held my memories of Mifuyu. Mifuyu...how long ago was that? I smirked again, letting the prided self of mine take over what ever little feelings I had left in my heart and continued my walk to the University.



[Story telling, no POVs from this paragraph until I say so.]



" WHAT?!!" Recca almost choked on the soft drink he was drinking as he stared up at the notice board.



" Oi, Hanabishi! What you goggling at?" Domon asked as he sauntered towards Recca. Recca could only silently point a shaky finger at the notice board.

" NANDATO!!!" Domon shouted as his eyes followed where Rekka's hand pointed.



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" I still can't believe you got into Harvard." Rekka said as he put his hands behind his head. The Hokage Team (excluding Tokiya) were in the Tokyo International Airport.



" Neither can I." Yanagi said with a smile.



" Well, if it wasn't for my dad forcing me to work that hard, I wouldn't have." Fuuko pouted. " I don't even want to go to that kind of school."



" Well, you did, and we are going to miss you." Yanagi said a little sadly.



" Ah, shimpaisuruna! At least I bothered to say goodbye." Fuuko said with a twinge of anger in her voice.



For a moment they were all silent.



" Flight JA104 flying to New York, now boarding." The announcement broke through their silence.



" Ah, what's over's over, can't do anything about it. I've got to go," Fuuko said hugging each of the members of the Hokage Team and picked up her bag. " Don't try anything with Yanagi okay?" Fuuko winked at Recca and ran towards the boarding gate before Recca had a chance to hit her.



" Shit that Fuuko." Recca said with a smile.



" I hope she's alright." Yanagi said.



" Daijoubu hime, you know Fuuko. Oi! Domon," Recca shouted as he smacked the half dazed gorilla. " How long do you want to remain like a half-witted idiot?"



" My Fuuko darling...don't leeeave me..." Recca heard Domon murmur.



Recca looked at Yanagi and they both sweatdropped. Turning to Koganei he said, " Help me carry this big buffoon to the car, he's hopeless."



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[Fuuko's POV]



I looked out of the window, this was going to be the first time I leave Japan. Unknowingly, I started to think of Mi-chan. I remembered the day when we found out that he had left Tokyo. We had all gathered in front of his house and found that it was on sale. Everyone was shocked. At first no one had believed that Mi-chan had left Tokyo. Yanagi had suggested that maybe he just decided to shift house. However, we found out from the Mikagami fan-club that he had quitted school.



Yanagi again suggested that maybe he just moved and schooled in another district. We then tried Kagerou's ball, and found out that he was nowhere in Tokyo or Japan. Yanagi had asked Kagerou to use the ball to find out where Mi-chan would be. But Kagerou refused. She told us that since Mi-chan had left without saying goodbye, it was obvious that he wanted no one to know where he was.



I sighed. It's been four years since that day and I'm still thinking about it. Maybe its because I couldn't forget Mi-chan, no matter how cold or how unsociable he was. Maybe there was one point of time when I had uselessly had a crush on him. Whatever it was, it was useless now wasn't it? I'd never be able to see him again. I closed my eyes and for a fleeting moment, I thought I saw a brief outline of Mikagami's familiar face and unknowingly drifted off to sleep.



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" Miss, miss, please get up. We've arrived." Fuuko heard a voice say as someone lightly shook her shoulder. Fuuko opened her eyes.



" Miss?" Fuuko looked up to see the air stewardess' face stare down at her. Fuuko quickly sat up. " Sorry." Fuuko apologised and took her bag before running out of the plane.

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[Fuuko's POV]



That was embarrassing. I was now standing outside waiting for a taxi. I sighed and looked up at the sky. So this is New York, I thought. Somehow, it does feel different from Japan. I shook my head. I really have to get used to this. I never thought of being able to get transferred from one of the lousier Us in Japan to Harvard. Seems impossible right? But I did it, though I don't feel any excitement at all. Actually I would have much preferred to stay in that lousy University but still be with my friends.



But no, I just had to take up the stupid challenge from my dad. Thinking back, I must have just fallen into his trap. I sighed again and stuck my hand out and hailed an incoming cab.



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[Tokiya's POV]



I almost gave a sigh of relief. I had finally gotten rid of somewhat one digited IQ female dimwits. I stuffed my hands in my pocket and instead of going back to my aoartment to study as I usually would have, I suddenly had the urge to go downtown. I didn't want to take my car out, so I crazily decided to wait for a cab. But, after ten minutes, and no cab came in sight, I decided that maybe I should just walk back home and get my car. However, just then, a cab stopped just a few metres away from me. Feeling lucky for the first time today, I jogged towards it. Somebody came out from the cab as I reached it. I saw that it was a girl with dark purple hair that looked all too familiar. Shrugging the feeling of familiarity off, I turned to open the door to the front seat as she closed the door to the back seat. It was then when we caught sight of each other.



" MI-CHAN?!" I heard her say as I stared at her, surprised. Yes, I was not mistaken. Standing in front of me was no other than Kirisawa Fuuko.



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[Fuuko's POV]



Imagine stepping out of a taxi cab in a place that seems so unfamiliar and suddenly you see a face you have been thinking of and haven't seen for four years. The feeling was indescribable. I was overwhelmed with different feelings. Sadness, happiness, surprise, anger, the works. All I could say that sounded intelligent enough was to call his name.



I saw that his face registered the same surprise as mine for a brief moment. As if recovering from the surprise, he asked me in that same cold voice I've not heard for four years, " What are you doing here?" And immediately deep in my heart, I could only think of one sentence: Yeah, this was Mikagami Tokiya all right.



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Author's Notes: I know this is a very short chapter, but I'll upload the next chapter very soon. What do you think? Too common? I hope its not boring. I didn't know how else to end this, so if you think this story sucks please beat around the bush. ^_^