Another year has passed, and again Valentine's Day is near. My friends from high school are so exited about it and they are already planning who they will give chocolate this year… Ran is planning to surprise Shinichi, meanwhile Ayumi doesn't know if she should make one for Makoto and another one for Haru or just for one of them… then again, Himeko knows that her "one and only" will receive a yummier and better chocolate then the one from last year.
Obviously this is a much discussed topic amongst my very best friends, Umi and Fuu. Umi swears that she just makes the chocolates because of her passion for cooking, and Fuu is thinking on the possibility of giving some to her cousins, who are visiting Tokyo from Osaka. I think that the most shocking news were to know that Kuu, Fuu's older sister is planning on giving my brother Satoru some Chocolate…
We have organized a bakery afternoon, according to the girls, so we all can make the perfect chocolate for our dream guys… or for our best friends… Himeko said she has the ideal recipe for a valentine's chocolate…
How funny… each year she says the same thing
Even better, each year we do the very same thing.
As every other year, the appointment is at Himeko's house. Everybody chooses a mould and pick if we want a sweet or a bitter chocolate… as every year, I choose a bitter one.
We work between jokes and laughs, and sometimes one of us ends with chocolate all over the face, making the rest of us to laugh pretty hard.
Finally the chocolate is ready… now we just have to put it on the moulds, let it cool… and if we want make a drawing or even put the name of our beloved there…
In the end, Umi draws some circles in her round chocolate, Fuu writes her cousins names and everybody laugh at how red Ran's Face turns as she writes Shinichi's Name in her heart Shaped Chocolate…
But a sad smile escapes from my lips while I draw a white shape in my chocolate… the shape of a lonely wolf…
- Wow! That's so pretty Hikaru-Chan! The boy that will receive this chocolate surely is very lucky! I have never saw that kind of pattern on a valentine's chocolate!
- It's true! It's so pretty! hey Hikaru, who are you going to give this?
- is there a special guy who you hasn't told us yet?
A shadow passes on my eyes, and I turn to see Umi and Fuu, who also have the same sad eyes… how to explain that in reality, there is a special boy for me, that he is the most charming being alive, that every time I close my eyes I can see his purple ones watching me, and that I dream on seeing again one of his rare smiles, o to hear again his voice at least once in my life, but then again, probably that will never happen… that each year I made a chocolate for him, with the slight hope of give it to him…. But that in the end of the day, I ate with tears in my eyes and hoping that everything was different… that we didn't belong to worlds apart…
- There isn't Ayumi-Chan, I think this year I'll give Masaru the chocolate… last year was Kakeru's turn.
We put the topic aside. Everybody went home to prepare for the "big day"
I face the day by putting a big smile on my face… I have to admit it hurt seeing all the girls giving a chocolate to their special someone… sometimes its fun to see how the soccer captain's fan club chases him all over the school just for him to have their chocolates…
Things didn't get better when I went back to the dojo. I had no idea that my Brothers Masaru and Kakeru were so popular between our little student's sisters… I have to admit that it's kind of funny to see how they try to stand up amongst the others so they pick their chocolates…
And then, in the living room I find a very amusing scene… a very red Kuu, besides an even redder Satoru, holding a heart shaped chocolate with his name in the middle… I must say that I didn't know what to do… if I should laugh or I should cry… I mean, not everyday you find your sober brother in a very embarrassing situation….
I prefer to go back to my bedroom… it's not that I'm mad at seeing all those shows of affection… it's just that my mood is not into it.
All I can do is lay on my bed. Looking at the ceiling, again I'm thinking on him… his eyes, his smiles, his hair… how he speaks, his ways of walking… hi last words… I wonder if he still think of me the same way I think of him… if even as three years have passed since last time we saw each other, my memory in him is as alive as his is in mine…
I turn my eyes and I see the chocolate in my dresser… as if watching me back, almost as if it was mocking me… knowing that, again, he won't be receiving this chocolate, or anyone that I make for that matter… that, again the bittersweet taste of the chocolate will be mixed with the taste of my tears… tears that are already rolling down from my eyes… and that remind me how unfair life could be….
And without me knowing I fell asleep… tired of crying my eyes out… and missing the silent light that covers the chocolate.
