Prologue (Part 3): Forget

Life.. So harsh. So unfair. It gets you into a great place in your life and then there's only one thing that can make that beautiful path take a turn, down a darker one. Obviously, that dark path, full of rain and sorrow, had to get back up to the sunny one.. right? It had to lead Alex back to Japan.. right?

Flying on the plain back to France, it really didn't seem like that. Her father had explained how it was for the best that he kept them separate, since he mentioned how they would probably never meet again. That's when she broke down. Alex sobbed like a nervous wreck on the limo home, clinging onto her oldest brother, whom of which was slightly upset as well.. She had a feeling he had a thing for Fuyumi. "Come on Al.. You'll see him again.."

The tears ran down her burning cheeks, dripping off of the girl's chin. "But we won't.." She sobbed quietly, clinging onto his t-shirt, "I can't even ring him.. You saw him at the airport.. Kyo knows as well.. That's why he was fighting to keep me there!" She had grown up in Japan, after her grandmother had passed away before her birth, in France. The only reason they were going back was because of some 'stupid' deal Alex's father had with work.

Eiji, Alex's oldest brother, pulled the girl onto his lap. He hugged her back tightly, running his fingers through silky locks. "Don't worry Alex." He murmured. "I'll get you a flight back someday.. Even if I pay for it out of my money." Her eyes widened. Being fifteen, she doubted her brother was able to do that any time soon.. but hearing that made the girl break down inside. She knew he was lying.

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On getting 'home', the girl ran straight to her old room and slammed the door. Tears streamed down the reddening cheeks as her father knocked softly on the door, willing his youngest child to come out and 'talk'. After hours of sitting outside the door, painfully listening to the loud sobs of his daughter, the man gave up. He knew she wasn't going to come out that night, so he left a bag of candy, her clothes and favourite stuffed-toy outside the door. "I'm sorry, Ally.." He mumbled, rubbing his forehead.

Alex listened to the fading footsteps and then cracked open the door. She peeked outside, eyes landing on the bag. Ignoring it for a few moments, she looked left, then right, realising the hallway was empty. Her left hand shot out and she dragged the bag inside, closing and locking the door again. Instead of taking out the candy or changing clothes, she picked up the stuffed-bear. More tears streamed down her face.. She had got the bear with Kyoya.

Holding onto the bear, she sat on her bed and grabbed some tissue. No matter how many tears she shed, no matter how many times she hid herself away.. the seven-year-old knew that there was no point. Why would there be?

Wiping away her tears, the girl grasped a hair-band. Being taught from the age of five how to do various types of hairstyles, the girl did a pony-tail easily. Her beautiful, platinum-blonde locks fell down to the small of her back as she finished twisting the hairband over her hair. She sniffed once more, the sleeves of her black jumper tumbling over her hands as she sat in front of her mirror.

Timidly, she smiled slightly. The girl looked like a boy.. in trousers, with no makeup on, and her hair pulled back. She supposed that in Japan she could pass off as one, even with her hair, mainly because it was excepted there to have really long hair as a boy. Sighing, the girl stood up. She was tired and her head hurt. A good's night sleep would help her forget about Kyoya.. wouldn't it?

But, sitting on her bed, she realised something..

Did she want to forget about him like the rest of her family was?


Short and shit, yeah, but I'm struggling 4 ideas at the moment. I'll try get my mind to work.. Hopefully I'll bomb you with more chapters soon, but for now, I'm going to upload once a week. Bye-Bye! Hope you enjoyed!