Disclaimers- Of course I don't own the ever great Marimite or I'd be doing something more life accomplishing, like saving animals and the poor people.
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Clouds of Lovely Hearts
Chapter 4
She woke up to the sound of her alarm, with annoyance which soon soothed when she saw the pictures of Yumi on her bedroom wall. She just wished that it was the actual Yumi that lied next to her.
Kanako got changed and prepared for school. For yet another day of helpless following, watching and monitoring her every move, every flick she made. Yet another day of desirable dreams, planning and scheming.
Kanako wanted to pluck up her courage to declare her love to Yumi. In fact that is what she had planned to do, what she hoped would happen this day. This day to be just like her dreams. This day to be when Yumi would accept Kanako's undying love and would too return her desires to love and to be with her forever.
She simply smiled at that thought, a sweet smile innocent on the outside, but truly is a menacing one. Kanako bided her mother farewell turned to leave for school. For a day of declarations, true love and at the same time it would also be a day of broken hearts.
Sachiko's broken heart.
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She felt like as if the nights and mornings were just repeating itself. Her nights would always, everyday; consist of dreams, dreams that were just projecting her feelings but not the reality, the same recurring dream of them in that woods declaring love for each other and not only that, they also proceeded further, into love, deeper, emphasising their love and true desires. Or what Sachiko thinks, for that matter, it's her dream, her love and her true desires.
Her mornings would always, everyday; consist of grumblings and mutterings which were always clearly disapproved by the head maid, who was probably the only one to have seen the other side, the un-lady like Sachiko. The reasons for her moods were always obvious; she was woken up from a beautiful, fulfilling dream that made her crave for that love. The other reason was, of course, that she simply did not like to be wakening up so early.
While thinking about all the times when she was with her Yumi in the Rose Mansion, she was so engulfed in it, she stopped eating her breakfast. Without a doubt, her mother noticed it; who wouldn't notice their own daughters sitting down still, smiling at their breakfast. A blind one, that is.
"Are you alright, dear?" With concern, Miss Ogasawara went to sit next to Sachiko
Recovering from the fright her mother gave her she managed to tell about that "matter of love" she had. One would be suprized to see that Sachiko had given up defeat so easily but with Miss Ogasawara, nothing gets by her, espically her own daughter, therefore it would be pointless to argue as she would already understood and acknowledge the feelings of the heart by looking into someone's eyes. The direct window to everyone's heart, she would say.
"I see. Fukuzawa Yumi, that young lady…" After finishing that senctence, she whispered quietly for only herself to hear it. "Young lady…"
Sachiko only sat next to her, nodding calmly.
"Is that not the young lady that helped you through…that incident?" Miss Ogasawara wanted to avoid any unpleasant and ill-manered word and to indicate to the death of her grandmother.
"Yes. She helped me a great ordeal. But it was not just that time. When I bumped into her for the second time,"
She said smiling as she refered to that situation when she actually fell on top of Yumi, being more than a bump.
"When I got to know her more, when I knew her name, her personaility, the more I began to…"
Sachiko struggled to say that word. That one word that gave her such unease.
"Acknowledge her aurora, to be able to feel her presence without looking…Now I can't stop thinking about her, I even dream of her every night and yearn to be by her side."
Miss Ogasawara stayed in the same position; facing her daughter, looking straight into her eyes. It was unmistakable, a feeling she knew all too well. She stood up with a bow and walked towards the doorway, and just before she exited, she artlessly stop and said,
"Don't fret over such matters, when there are only one reason to it." She said with a sincere tone to her voice and added,
"Now, you know what will happen when you just sit there?"
Sachiko stood up and walked up to her mother and answered, or rather guessed
"Yumi won't know my feelings?" Sachiko tried to cover up the fact that she was not certain, after all she was a lady of game. Miss Ogasawara bowed down her head with a little chuckle turned to walk away while saying:
"Well, that and you will be very late to school!"
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Yumi sat at the dining table, very slowly eating her breakfast, bites followed by smaller bites, which got even smaller and eventually got to the point where it ceased. Miss Fukuzawa was always a true and honest woman, always so kind, with such a big heart, so similar to Yumi who had got all her traits, evens the clumsly ones, from her.
Being so similar, Miss Fukuzawa knew what she was feeling, as Yumi held that same expression that she once had when she met Mr Fukuzawa, so she could relate and also Yumi had the expressional face of many feelings, another trait gained from her mother. So she went over to Yumi's side and decided to talk with her, hoping she would open up her feelings.
"So Yumi…" She already struggled, she just wanted the rigth words and not to frighten Yumi or embarrass her.
"Uhm…is something troubling you? Yumi suddenly put on her concerened face. Great. Now she worried her, she silently cursed her countenance face and continued.
"No! But, rather the other way round, like you, is the one that is troubled, well not exactly troubled but, you know more like, oh…what's the word…" This was the habit she had, to ramble on and end up muttering to herself; not the best social skill.
"Mother, what do you mean?" Now Yumi was getting confused, an often occurance.
She heaved out a heavy sigh and decided just to get it all out, with no fancy language or stories about her and her husband.
"The expression on your face is one that I know very well. I understand it. Yumi, I know what is going on with your heart, I can just tell. You're in love, are you not?"
"What!? No..uh..well…Wh-How..Mother I..!" Yumi bowed her head low enough for her to hide her furiously blushing face.
"Hey! Yumi, if you don't leave right now, you are going to be late for school!" Her brother shouted from the entrance door.
"Nice day!" Yumi was so shocked she forgetten the "Good" and tripped over while trying to escape. This what they must mean by "Saved by the bell"!
Miss Fukuzawa stayed seated at the dining table while giggling as she reminiced her days, back then when she had the same converstation with her own mother and reacted the same way her daughter did. She was happy to see that her girl was indeed happy, in love just like she is as she smiled and greeted to her husband standing by the doorway.
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Yumi was very surprised to see that Sachiko had also just arrived around the same time as her. Usually her Onee-sama would arrive very early no matter the case. Yumi would always try to arrive as early as her but unfortunatley she was a heavy sleeper and would always somehow miss her incredibily loud alarm clock.
"Good moring, Yumi." Sachiko greeted to her petite souer who was taken aback, as if she was frightened of her own Onee-sama.
"Uhm..G-good morning, Onee-sama!" She suddenly bowed, hiding her blush as she thought of her early converstaion and darned at her mother for saying such things.
"Yumi. Am I so scary to make you stutter like that?" Sachiko questioned Yumi, worried that she had done something to offend her.
Yumi quickly answered back, not wanting Sachiko to be thinking of such things.
"No, of course not! I'm just surprised you're here later than usual!"
"It would seem that I am. Shall we get going?" But the question was just to be polite as Sachiko had already walked on ahead. Yumi snapped out of her day-dreaming state and quickly, obientdly followed, but then stopped rather abrubtly.
"Is something the wrong?" Sachiko asked, noticing that her presence now seemed troubled.
Yumi had decided the night before that she would not bother her Onee-sama about Kanako, because it was ridiculos!
"No, just a silly feeling, like someone's watching. Please ignore me!" Yumi quicly walked up to be by her side for her protection.
Sachiko thought about what Yumi said; "Please ignore me!" Now that was something she wouldn't- couldn't do, not to be able to see the angelic face of her petite souer, not to be able to feel her presence, to be near it. She simply would never do such thing!
"Is something troubling you?" Yumi felt like this was something she heard of; Déjà vu, she think is was called. She always felt like she askes the same question over.
Sachiko shook her head, looked straight ahead and walked on towards the statue while she held her petite souer hands, whose eyes where now massive and dillated with cheeks red as roses.
Behind the tree, a pair of lurking eyes watched, wearing a frown for the fact that they holding hands. She didn't like it at all, despited it so much it encouraged her to take action.
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With drifting eyes, she absent-mindly scribbled equations in her jotters. Which made her wonder what are the solutions to the equation of love.
How will she ever express her feelings, without losing her?
It certinatley was better to be with Yumi not knowing her true feelings than to lose her. It would be like losing a vital part of her heart, the part which made her beat like so now.
But…Sachiko somehow felt like that Yumi was perhaps feeling the same way. Even though her eyes always glistened and her presence glowed, but after meeting and becoming Sachiko's petite souer, it was different this time. Her eyes glistened like rain drops on roses and her presence became more stronger, inviting.
Now she understood what her mother meant. "Believe in your own love, then you will know the feelings of that person." She was a wise woman. So wise, she manage to aid in Sachiko to making a decision, one of a lifetime.
She would now tell, no; she would declare her undying love, become the true voice of her heart to her dear, darling Yumi.
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Yumi suddnley shivered, like something amazing had happened right at that moment. She sat, looking at the sky, which was slowly turning grey, thinking about her converstation earlier with her mother.
Was it possible, that she was in love with her Onee-sama? She wanted to try so hard to deny it, but by every moment to gets even more incredibly difficult to do so.
Perhaps…She is truly in love. No, she surely is in love. That must be the reason that her hearts feels like it was going to burst. But now she knows that it is going to burst with passion and the joy of love.
Somehow Yumi knew that her Onee-sama would never disaprove of her feelings, that maybe even she would accept it and say likwise. Yumi knew that Sachiko would never neglet her so even if she could not return her feelings, she would still always be by her side, loving her in a different way. Now her mind was definatley made up.
Yumi would declare with such emotions and desire, her great, vast love to her beatiful azure angel, Sachiko.
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The raven haired, lonely girl stared out the window with a determinded look on her face. She would write a letter adressed to Yumi, ordering her to meet her, where she would meet a raven haired girl ready to declare her love.
To make Yumi understand that Sachiko was nothing but a coward, someone who didn't deserve someone just as beatiful as her. Kanako would then take Yumi in her embrace, stroking her hair, telling her just how much she loved her, and would give her a kiss, a kiss that she hoped will be enternity, a kiss saying that Yumi belongs to her, not that Sachiko.
As the sky turned grey, turning to the true colour of this girl's black heart, Kanako decievly smiled, one that was indeed used by Satan himself. Malacioucly, she let out a small "innocent" chuckle that now would frighten and freeze the hell-raiser.
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Sorry if I made you wait! Here is the fourth chapter, which now has more added drama, which I'm terrible at, so forgive me! I hope that I'm not dragging you on too slowly and boring you! There will probably be two or three more chapters left, so I hope I have your patienceto read my slow stories ;)