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Summary: A waiting heart still survives with a never-forgotten promise. But will it still be waiting forever? She sacrificed everything for him, lived a life full of longing and heartache, waiting for him to take her in his arms and never let go... But a heart can't wait forever, can it?
A Waiting Heart
Chapter 2: Familiarity
It was raining and she had forgotten to bring an umbrella but she wore a hooded jacket. She strained herself to the wet coldness.
She passed by people, living life as they should have. Looking to a store, she saw a happy family. The father carried his daughter laughing while the mother looked blissful. It was as though, life wasn't hard and disappointing.
She wished she could have a family like that but fate didn't permit her. Her parents died in a car accident on her birthday.
Flashback
3 year old Mikan Sakura walked excitedly to her uncle, who had just came in the room. She looked so eager that she failed to notice her uncle's grave expression.
"Ne, uncle. Where is Mommy and Daddy?" Her ponytail swayed as she bobbed her head.
Her uncle, grave, gazed at her and said. "I'm sorry. They c-can't come. They have to be somewhere else."
"Hm? Where?"
"Somewhere."
"Is it really that important that they forget my birthday?"
Her uncle, stunned, broke down and hugged her. Crying, he said. "They're gone. They went to heaven, dear."
End of Flashback
Mikan's POV
I didn't understand what he meant at first but I already had the feeling something was up and it was bad.
After awhile, I had learned from my cousin, Misaki Harada, that my parents had died in a car accident. They wanted to surprise me for my birthday and they had. They surprised me by leaving me all alone at a young age.
My uncle adopted me and raised me as his own. He loved me and gave me everything that I needed and wanted but that wasn't enough. There was something missing – my parents.
I continued walking again. Stopping to see people taking cover at any place they could. As I went on, I bumped to a person. I fell butt-first. He –I recognized from his shadow- said a soft sorry.
As he gave me a hand, a warm feeling gushed through my veins. It surprised me. His touch was very familiar to my own. His warmth, the only refuge to my numbing eradication.
He hauled me up. Looking straight at him, I stumbled. His eyes…eyes of pure crimson, porcelain skin and raven hair were drenched by the rain. His clothes soaked.
Something inside me made me reminisce a certain part of my childhood.
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