The Trouble with Love
Chapter 1: Broken Hearts
17 year old Yoko Kimura swayed her hips to the sound of the music as she danced with her 18 year old boyfriend Yoshi Suzuki at a summer beach party bash late at night. Yoko had her raven black hair tied in a loose braid and wore a tight red halter top with a dark denim blue mini skirt. Yoshi wore a pair of beige cargo style shorts and a silky blue short sleeve dress shirt which was unbuttoned. His chocolate brown hair blew delicately in the soft ocean's wind as he danced with Yoko. The two often found themselves lost in each other's eyes. To Yoshi, Yoko's eyes were like large swimming pools that he could spend all day in and to Yoko, Yoshi's eyes were like the sweetest and more rich chocolate she had ever seen and had the desire to taste.
The party went late into the night but that didn't stop all the young teens from having fun. It would be the first of many summer bashes that would be held every Saturday night for the rest of the summer months. Yoko looked at Yoshi exhausted. This was her first beach bash that she had every attended and wasn't expecting so much dancing to be going on. Yoshi nodded and understood. She smiled up at her boyfriend and placed a tempting kiss on his lips before she left to sit down and rest.
"Hey Naoko, this is a great party." the other young girl who sat beside her nodded and smiled.
"I know! I can still remember my first beach party. It was fucking awesome! Since that day I've never missed one party." both girls giggled. The two of them had become friends through Yoshi. Naoko had been one Yoshi's only female childhood friends that he still spoke to and Yoko was his girlfriend so they eventually met each other and became quick friends. "Hey, did you bring an overnight bag?" Naoko asked as her eyes drifted off of the bonfire and to her friend.
"An overnight bag? Why would I need one?" Yoko asked confused.
"Well unless you want to wear that to bed and home tomorrow I'd suggest having one." Naoko noticed the dramatic change in Yoko's facial expression. "Hey, I'll drive ya home so you can get one." Yoko smiled cheerfully at her friend and the two walked off of the beach and to Naoko's flaming red convertible. The two returned to the beach about a half and hour later. Together they walked from the parking lot to the party. Yoko set her bag down beside the pile of bags near all the food. She walked around and through the crowd of people dancing and partying trying to find Yoshi.
"Hey, Yoko! Sup?!" Yoshi's best friend Motoki asked as he playfully put his arm around Yoko. She laughed at his foolishness and removed his arm as her shoulder as soon as she noticed him trying to grab her breast which wasn't surprising to her. He had attempted it many times but she knew he was only kidding around.
"Hey Moto-chan, have you seen Yoshi?" she asked him still looking around.
"Oh ya, he's off talking to Miaka behind the tent." Yoko instantly got a bad feeling from Motoki's words. She had a feeling that she shouldn't go but her curiosity got the best of her so she went to check. As Yoko turned the corner of the tent she saw something she never wanted to see, Yoshi and Miaka were all over each other. His shirt laid on the ground covered in sand and his hands were up Miaka's shirt fondling her breasts.
"Yoshi how could you!?!" Yoko yelled at him ready to cry. Yoshi had been her first serious boyfriend and she trusted him. She trusted him enough to willingly give herself to him. She felt so used. Remembering the night four weeks ago in which they spent together in his bed. that night her stole her virginity. Yoko had no doubt that Yoshi lost his a long time ago but that didn't matter anymore. She had caught him cheating on her with Miaka, the captain of the cheerleading team. She even looked the part. Long legs, tiny waist, no brains, big breasts and dressed like a slut.
Yoshi found himself speechless. What could he say, his girlfriend caught him cheating with Miaka. he opened his mouth hoping his excuse would save him. "Actually Yoshi, I don't want to hear your lame excuse! It's over!" Yoko yelled and then stormed off. Before she left the party she grabbed her duffle bag and walked along the beach alone.
Yoko walked along the beach until she came to a pier where she sat on and cried her eyes out. "How could I have been so stupid!" she scolded herself aloud. "I should have seen it coming." she sobbed some more and just let all out and assuming she was the only one there.
"Hey, are you alright?" a male's voice came from behind her. She nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound of the voice. Yoko turned to face the man. He was tall and had unruly raven black hair. His eyes were like pools of warm creamy chocolate that she was so tempted to taste. He also wore an unusual outfit. A navy blue, short sleeve tunic, beige khaki pants with shin high brown leather boots.
Yoko wiped away her tears. "I wish." she muttered. The man sat down beside her.
"What's wrong?" he seemed so interested and concerned but why was what Yoko wondered.
"Well, my fucking ass boyfriend cheated on me . . ." Yoko broke down crying again.
"I guess I'm not the only one." he muttered to himself not expecting her to hear.
"What do you mean you're not the only one?" Yoko asked the man as she wiped away more tears and tried to calm herself. He was hesitant on answering her question because he felt it was private but the woman before had explained why she was upset so he figured it couldn't hurt.
"Well, there was this girl that I thought I loved and I thought she felt the same way back but I was wrong. I don't know why I did see it. Of course her heart would change within three years."
"So did you catch her cheating on you or what?" Yoko was still in tears but wasn't crying as nearly as bad as before. There was the odd tear that would fall down her cheek every now and then.
"Well no because we weren't I guess what you call dating."
"So you found her with another man." Yoko laughed at herself and the man in self-pity. "I guess we're both in the same boat, sorta. I found Yoshi with his hands all over that bitch Miaka." her voice grew cold and chilling when she spoke the name Miaka. As Yoko tried to stand, she almost fell to her knees but the man wouldn't let that happen. He grabbed her and helped Yoko to her feet. "Thank you . . .uh . . .I don't think I know your name." she began to laugh at herself quietly.
"It's Van Fanel." he smiled genuinely at her. "And your's would be?"
"I'm Yoko Kimura." she held her hand out towards him and they shook hands. But at that exact moment a blueish white pillar of light shot down from the starry sky and enveloped the two of them sent them into the heavens.
A/N: Yes I know, bad Sarah bad! I know I'm writing like 4 fics right now but I just got so inspired to write this when I was at my friend's trailer. We went to the beach and the scene with Yoko and Van popped into my head and I was like 'I should write a fic about that!' so I am! Well, please review so I know if I should continue and any flames can be sent to me at sailor_cosmos71@hotmail.com
