AU
R&R
Edited version.. I tried and found out that I wasn't good at it...
Chapter 3
The aquamarine haired beauty entered the public library and hurriedly walks to the novel area. She had forgotten to greet the librarian which she had always been doing before finding a book to read. But today, she had forgotten in doing so. The librarian was shocked by the sudden change of behavior by the woman but soon shrugged it off and went back to stamping the books.
Michiru then reached the bookshelves and started looking for the red book. After finding what she was looking for, she then sat at the same seat she had been sitting for the past days. She turns the pages one by one, and smiled as soon as a white piece of paper caught her eyes. Opening the piece of paper, her smile just grew even wider.
"'I just did...' such a dramatic word I must say and apparently, I'm up for it... We should continue doing this and might find that this thing may not sound as crazy as it seems... but we may find something beneath all these... You. Me... Me and You... Revealing a side of ourselves that nobody knew. It won't be bad because we don't know each other...
H.T"
"ps: I'm getting poetic about this...
What does this wise replier of mine do for living?"
The woman can't help but to feel the growing warmth in her heart as she finishes reading the poignant letter. Her smile never faded on her face but it just grew wider and wider. She laughs as she felt that this wouldn't be as weird as she would have thought. It might sound strange that she was conversing with someone she doesn't even know, but the feeling of happiness mixed with curiosity pushed her in continuing onto this crazy world of exchanging letters through a book.
She then grabs the pen and wrote her reply. Doing the same thing as the other day, she inserted the letter inside the book and returned to where it was before. She then sat back on the chair and looked out the window as she waited for the sun to set down.
-Next Day-
Haruka's POV
I woke up as soon as the sun lit my room. I stood up and stretched both of my arms and headed straight to the bathroom.
I never felt happy and excited about waking up in the morning, I never did and I thought I never will but I was mistaken. Ever since I wrote a letter 4 days ago, I never felt the same thing ever again and I think it will never go back to that. This is the first time in my life that I have waited something so hard and wished for something so deep; being eager about things, moreover reading a reply from someone that I don't even know, wasn't me at all.
I walk out of the bathroom, and got some of my usual attire from my closet: a black dress shirt and a pair of white pants.
I went outside and walk in a fast pace, that I never did before. I guess I have done and felt things I thought I wouldn't do or feel. These past days have surely been different but all exciting. I reached the restaurant and saw a group of people waiting for me again. I smiled as I signed the posters they're holding. Then I bid them goodbye and entered the restaurant.
After eating my meal, I went out and walks straight to the library. I reached the library and saw the librarian smiling at me. I smiled back as I headed myself to the novel area. I scanned the shelves and found the same red book I always hoping to see and read. As always, I sat at the same spot as yesterday or any other day that I've been in this library and opened the book in my hands. I turned the pages and found the white piece of paper. I opened it and smiled as I started reading the letter.
"Do you know the difference between an optimist and a pessimist?
An optimist thinks this is possible and a pessimist fears that this is true...
I'm no pessimist though...
I work as a music teacher by day and a waitress by night.
And how about this oh-so lonesome woman?
M.K"
"ps: Being poetic isn't so bad.. Life needs art...
Take it as me looking at it in an artistic point of view.
Not bad isn't it?"
The same feeling I had every single time I read her replies flourishes within my heart. I felt my smile growing wider and wider. I try to minimize it, but only to fail miserably.
'She really says the wisest things…' I say to myself as I folded the paper and placed it inside my pocket. I looked at the librarian who in turn smiled at me and waved something in her hands. I tried to look closer and saw what she was holding
'A piece of paper...' I laugh inside as I wave my hands back and gave her a warm smile. She did notice my constant request for a paper to write on. I turned to look at the book again and grab a piece of paper in my other pocket. I brought my own paper to write on since I felt I was beginning to be a burden to the librarian. I looked at the librarian with the corner of my eyes and saw she was disappointed as soon as I put out the piece of paper I have in my pocket. I grabbed the pen and started writing something back. Finishing the last word, I folded the paper crosswise and inserted it inside the book. I returned the book back and with another smile I left the library.
After a couple of hours, a woman walks inside the library, and like the other day, went directly to the novel area not even bothering to greet the librarian back. She grabbed the red book and walked to her usual sitting place. She turns the pages of the book and found the piece of paper. She picked it up and opened it.
"Having conversation with you doesn't seem to lack any wisdom...
I should write a book compiling these things..
Music...
It is the movement of sound
to reach the soul for the education of its virtue...
A lady of honor and virtue...
A music teacher...
that explains the deepness of your replies...
I risk my life for a living...
H.T"
"ps: How did you know I was a woman?"
She smiled as she read the letter. The feeling in her heart started growing more and more that she was starting to like the person and definitely her personality. She can't help but to be honest with herself and the smile on her face sure proves that. She grabs the pen and again wrote something in reply. Michiru then folded the paper and inserted it back inside the book. She then waited for dusk before she return the book and leave the place.
Haruka Parallel
The blonde woman arrived at her workplace only to be welcomed by a disappointed manager on the door.
"Why are you always late for work?" questioned the woman with straight, long, and pink colored hair, her arms crossed over her chest
"I went to the library, Shimako" replied the blonde as she walk pass the woman and sat on the sofa.
"You read books?"
"No, I dance inside a public library." a trail of sarcasm was all over the blonde's reply, yet her smile as before in the library still plastered all over her face.
"Funny." She commented taking a sit beside the blonde. She turns to her side facing the blonde, and gasps as soon as she saw the radiant smile on her face.
"Why are you smiling like an idiot?" raising her left eyebrow. "Don't tell me you found someone in the library?!" she accused, fully disappointed by what Haruka might have possibly done.
'I found someone worth of my time...' "I didn't." she replied indifferently.
"Your smile tells me different!" Shouted the other woman, in her tone unveils her disbelief at Haruka's reply.
"I am not entitled to have someone, and now I'm not allowed to smile?" the blonde said in exasperation as she stood up from the sofa and walks to the corner of the room, her body facing the window.
"We've talked about this, Haruka." as the pink haired woman turned around and looked over the sofa, she continued "Whatever is going on, you should put an end to it. You're not only going to hurt yourself but also the other person as well..."
"I just want something to happen with my life..."
"And something did..."
"No… Not that. Something that is worth remembering..." whispering the last words, she then turned to face the woman and gave her a weak smile. Shimako's face softens and Haruka continued reassuring her. "I know. Don't worry..."
Both continued to what they should be doing until the sun started to set down and left the building together.
-Next Day-
The librarian watched the clock's hands moved every now and then. With a deep sigh, she counted mentally '5-4-3-2-1' and turned to look at the door where a blonde woman had entered. She stood up and greeted the blonde with a huge smile on her face. The blonde in turn smiled back and walked over to the novel area. The librarian sat down, her body was trembling due to the overwhelming pleasure she felt after receiving a smile from the blonde.
Haruka sat at her usual spot and placed the book on the table. She opens the book and turns the pages looking for a piece of paper. She stops and smiled as she found what she was looking for. She then opened it and read what's written on it.
"A man's handwriting tells many kind of things,
and expresses a lot of emotions
that even a single word coming out of a mouth
could not describe...
Yours just did...
You're a cop? A woman cop?
No?
Maybe a killer then?
M.K"
The blonde laugh inwardly at the woman's reply. It's been nothing out of the ordinary that the blonde had been laughing due to the letter. It has been a common thing for her to do after reading the replies from this mysterious 'M.K' and a rampant reaction for her to write back. She places the paper in her pocket and then let out another paper for her to write. After writing, she placed the letter inside the book. She stood up and returned the book and left the library.
Michiru Parallel
-Michiru's POV-
I finished my day job and walked directly to the library. As I was walking, I felt something vibrate inside my purse. I checked my purse and saw my phone ringing. I grabbed my phone and answered it
"Hello?"
"Michi?"
"Hai?"
"It's me Mako."
"Mako-chan!"
"The plan this evening will still push through right?"
"Hai. I ask permission to my boss if I could skip today's work"
"That's great! I can't wait to see you. It's been years since we last saw each other!"
"I can't wait to see you too!"
"Bye!" she hanged up before I could even bid her my goodbye. I started walking again heading straight to the library. I walked inside and went directly to where the red book was. Like always, I grabbed the book, and sat to where I always sit. I turned the pages of the book until I saw a piece of paper. I picked it up and opened it.
"No. And definitely not...
Trying to be funny, explains your second job then...
Your creative mind ruined your humor.
Stick to being wise, it fits you better...
H.T"
I laugh as I read her reply. I noticed that I have been laughing everyday ever since I got a letter from this mysterious 'H.T' I never felt anything like this before. The feeling of waiting never cross me, or the feeling of exuberance from a person I barely even know... cut the barely part and change it to a person I don't even know... I stared out the window and smiled.
'How something this absurd can feel so tremendously wonderful...' I thought to myself.
I turned to look at the note again as I grab a pen from the table. Writing the last word from my reply, I folded it and inserted it back inside the book. I stood up and returned the book to the shelves and walked out of the library directly heading home.
Haruka Parallel
-Haruka's POV-
As I was sitting on the couch, I looked over to Shimako-san and saw that she was talking to someone on the phone. She was in a happy mood that I can't help myself to smile at here ridiculous antics when she's happy. She then turned to look at me, annoyed features on her face, as soon as she hang the phone up.
"What are you smiling about?!" displeased in her tone
"You."
"Well, it's not good to laugh at people, so you know."
"Hai. Hai." I answered her back trying to suppress the laughter that dared to escape my mouth. Then I saw her grabbing her purse and walking over to the door, "Where are you going?" I asked curiously
"Out."
"But Oono-san, needs you in his office right now. He was talking about this huge plan thing going on for us…" but I was soon cut off by no other than her herself
"Shit! I totally forgot!!" she said in panic
"What's wrong?"
"I'm going to meet my friend today to watch a concert with her at the Tokyo Grand Theater. But I totally forgot about Oono-san!!" still she was walking back and forth "What to do? What to do?" she said frantically
"I'll accompany you friend then." I blurted out without even thinking
"You would?" she said as she draws her face closer to mine, her eyes were sparkling with joy.
"Yeah... It won't be bad. Besides, it's good to experience things before it's too late in doing so."
"Haruka!" now her smile was replaced by a frown
"I know… Sorry" I apologized and gave her a smile. She smiled and hugged me in return. She then released me and started walking over the phone.
"I'll call her and inform her about this." She said as she dialed the number. I, in turn, only gave her a nod
'New things...surely the reason why I can't stop writing to her…' I thought to myself. With another deep sigh, I sat straight on the sofa and waited for Shimako to finish with her call.
AU: thanks for reading!!