Author's Note: Hello there! I thought of this one night and I just couldn't let this go. I know you guys expected a long chapter, but this is only a flashback. :D I'll try my best with the next one. Enjoy!

Er. I wrote a one-shot this week 'cause I got inspired. :) I couldn't insert the plot line from that story to this one 'cause I already have something planned for AF. If you're interested, please read it and review. :) .net/s/5570392/1/Creve_coeur

The soft summer breeze was running through her hair as she sat on the soft grass in the middle of her friend's family's garden.

Her parents were in Geneva today, and her sister was out with her friends... again. So she climbed under their neighbor's loose fence board to wait for her best friend and only companion on lonely days like these.

She sighed as she remembered her parents' brief hellos and goodbyes a while ago and she couldn't help but feel a strong longing to be with them for even just one day. She wanted so desperately to feel how the other children around her felt while they spent time with their loving and caring parents. It was true that she was able to get everything that she wanted in the blink of an eye because of all her parents' hard work and she was very grateful for that... but couldn't they understand what she really longed for? What she truly needed?

It was because of these thoughts that she considered herself far too mature for her age. After all, she was only nine and yet she already had the ability to understand inflation charts and point out what was wrong with them because of her exposure to the various graphs visible in the Business Sections of different newspapers. She felt the need to be able to comprehend every line and period on these diagrams because they were always about what her parents were busy doing. She wanted them to notice how interested she was with these charts whenever she e-mailed them so that they'd be the ones to teach them herself about the importance of every value on the tables.

But when she and her friend discovered that it wasn't her parents who reply to her excruciatingly long e-mails and letters—it was Abigail, their secretary—she never read any Business articles again, but everything she had learned remained in her memory.

The little girl closed her eyes and tried to banish the tears that were slowly filling her emerald eyes. She scolded herself for being so sensitive and vulnerable. If someone from the media would see her like this, imagine what kind of scandals they could spread about her family!

She dabbed her tears off softly as she opened her eyes and found a flower silently sitting beside her. It seemed that even the wind wanted her to cheer up for it was such a lovely day. She smiled at that thought and stared at the beautiful blossom on her hands.

"Close." she said in her mind. The flower did so accordingly.

"Open." she commanded once again. The flower complied easily.

The redhead giggled and remembered the game she and her Nana used to play when she was young. Her nana would tell her to close her palm and she'd do so with a smile. Then, the older woman would tell her to open her hand and she would comply, giggling as the woman before her made faces.

"Close."

"Open."

"Close."

"Open."

"Close."

"O—"

"LILY!"

The girl gasped and quickly crushed the flower she was playing with before turning around to face her best friend.

"What were you doing?" he asked accusingly.

"N—nothing." she replied guiltily. "I was just—"

"I SAW YOU!" he exclaimed.

"I wasn't doing anything!"

"Yes you were! You were making that... that thing close and open!"

"Shh!" she hissed as she covered her friend's mouth frantically. "Keep your voice down!"

"So you WERE doing something!"

"I—"

"All this time, Lily! You didn't tell me? I thought there was something wrong with me! I thought I was going to have to go to a hospital!"

"I was..."

"You were what?"

"Afraid." she muttered guiltily. "I thought... if I didn't tell anyone, it would go away."

The boy in front of her looked at Lily with sad eyes. "It won't go away. Whatever we have, it's here to stay."

"I know."

They stood there in silence as the leaves rustled softly around them.

"I won't tell if you won't." stated the raven-haired boy with joy in his eyes.

Lily looked up at her friend in shock. She stared into his eyes and her face broke into a big smile. "Deal."

well... that's it. :)

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Ciao.