Disc: Standard applied
Thought/past
Present
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My Girl
1.
Theme song: Sweetest GoodBye – Marron V.
She had been so selfish.
How could she leave me like that?
She left me twice.
The first one had been hurt but the second time was just unbearable.
"Kurosaki-kun…"
He frowned, they had been dating for almost a year now and he was still 'Kurosaki-kun' for her. He didn't get it, she had even called his father Isshin-san. He had told her to call him by his first name. She had tried but it the end it made both of them red as tomatoes and Ichigo-kun back to Kurosaki-kun in less than twenty four hours.
"…what is your dream?"
He thought for a moment, he had never told anyone about this. Everyone around him would expect him to work as a journalist or maybe a doctor but actually lately, just right after he lost his shinigami power, he had a new hobby. He had surprised people around him when he bought an expensive Nikon DSLR camera but again, nobody would expect that it was not just a hobby for him.
They sat under the tree on the backyard of their school building. It was lunch break, only few weeks before their graduation. They would still spend their time with their friends but sometime they would spend their time together just two of them like this.
She sat patiently as she waited for him to answer the question. He was so deep in thought that he didn't realize the sad look in her eyes. She bit her lower lip, there was something she wished he would say. She waited for him, holding her breath as she pretending to look indifferent.
"Hm, actually I had something in my mind."
She smiled, "May I know what was it?"
He blushed, he kneaded his neck nervously. He was unsure whether he should tell her or not, after all this was kind of embarrassing, he hadn't even told his father. He had told no one about this but this is Orihime, of course he would tell her. He had made his mind. He would tell her.
"I want to study about photography."
If she was disappointed it didn't show in her face. She did a good job to mask her feeling. Once again she smiled, a little surprised but she didn't let her smile dropped. She managed to keep a cheerful tone, "Photography? You want to be a photographer? It is so cool!"
He smiled sheepishly, "I haven't told anybody yet. I am not sure about this…"
She patted his broad shoulder playfully, "Oh, Kurosaki-kun could do it! Kurosaki-kun will be the best photographer!"
He smiled.
Once again he missed the bitterness in her eyes.
I had sit on the train for how many hours?
Two? Three?
I didn't know. I forgot my watch at home. My head was full of many things. I tried to figure out about many things but I couldn't. I tried and tried but still I couldn't solve anything. This was the biggest mystery for me.
Why had she left me?
Why had she lied?
She had never lied before. Never. Then why had she?
I looked down, pretended to focus on my shoes. This morning when I woke up I never had thought that two hours later I would be here, on the train, on my way to her.
After all of this years.
Why must now?
"I love you, Kurosaki-kun."
She had told him that few times, but this time it caught him off guard. He was just dropping her in front of her apartment door after he walked her home from school. There they stood on the stairs to her door. He was stood few stairs lower than her, giving him a rare chance to tilted his face to see her from below. She was smiling but she didn't look happy.
He scowled, he wondered what had made her sad. He hadn't done anything wrong, was it something he did? Was it something he said?
"I…" he gulped, didn't know how to response in this situation, "I love you too."
They looked at each other for few minutes before she managed to say something to him.
"Kurosaki-kun…"
"Yes?"
"Would you promise me something?"
I had never cheated on her. No, I loved her too much to do that. I didn't want anyone but her. I could never imagine myself to hold any other girl but her. No, I adored her too much to hurt her. I had promised many things to her. No matter how hard it was to keep the promises, I had never let her down. I had always been there for her when she needed me. I had always done anything to make her smile, even if that meant I have to eat some chocolate with wasabi flavor, I'd do that to keep that smile on her face.
I loved her that much.
She should have known about that.
She told me that she loved me. She loved me, didn't she?
"Kurosaki-kun, promise me one thing…"
"What it is?"
"Would you do this to me?"
"Anything."
He answered that without even thought about that first. He knew he shouldn't agree to anything he didn't know. But it was her whom asked him, he could never deny her.
"Kurosaki-kun…"
He waited.
"Please reach your dream."
"Eh?"
He didn't understand.
"I would be so happy if you could get what you want, if you could make your dream comes true." She smiled and she looked like a goddess, oh how he loved this girl, his goddess, "Your dream, to be a photographer… Do it. Get it. Will you?"
He looked at her. He looked deep into her eyes, tried to find something he didn't know what.
"Will you?"
He sighed.
"Anything for you, Hime… Anything…"
…and she smiled.
That one promise.
Even that promise she made me to say, I kept that one promise too. Even now, that she wasn't here anymore. I tried so hard to do as what she wanted me to do, though it was funny that she made me to get my other dream while she had broken my biggest dream, to be with her.
She had wanted me to get my dream, didn't she know above from all of my dreams, it was her who I had always wanted no matter what?
The other dreams meant nothing compared to her. I could give up the world to her.
But then why?
I opened my palm slowly to see a small paper. My shaking hand somehow managed to write the address on the paper while the other hand held the phone, tried so hard not to drop it, this morning.
She had left me twice.
This was unfair, Orihime.
"What do you mean she resigned?"
The female teacher frowned, she looked at the angry young blonde. Somehow she understood why he was so angry. She sighed, she knew this wasn't right, to keep this from him but this was what she wanted. She had told her not to tell him until today.
"Orihime Inoue has gone to America, her family from her mother side wants her to leave with them to America."
He slammed his fist to the table, "She didn't tell me!"
"She must have her own reason."
He looked at the older woman angrily, he didn't care that he was in the teacher room, shouting at his homeroom teacher, "You didn't tell me!"
Ochi-sensei shook her head, she felt really bad now, "I am so sorry but she told me not to tell you."
"Bullshit!"
Normally she would tell her to watch his language and gave him some detention but this time she understood very well his feeling. She was speechless. She hated this. She hated to see the boy in front of her, her student, broke into pieces and she knew he wouldn't be the same again and half of it was her fault.
"Kurosaki…"
He didn't answer.
"This is… her address."
He looked at the enveloped the teacher gave to him.
"There was a letter for you from her, read it."
He didn't answer.
"She wanted you to write to her."
She had lied to me. She said she had gone to America… She said…
She lied.
She lied.
She lied.
Why?
Did she hate me so much that she hurt me so bad?
Orihime…
She lied.
She lied.
…she died.
