This chapter is dedicated to two of my best reviewers: Lunar chan and Lessthanthreeanime.

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Thanks to my awesome reviewers: Lessthenthreeanime, nikiluvsyou, papaya1212, Azamaria, kuroneko, death hime, The Devils Song and LunarChan.

Ok, it was unexpected. I never expected to get this many reviews for the last chap. I was practically bouncing up and down with joy. :P Love u guys to hell. :) About the kiss, I had like to inform you all that it was totally unplanned. Yeah, it was never there in the original chapter. I had that chapter in my pen drive but I had accidentally deleted it T_T. I had to re-write it and that's when I decided to put it. Good thing, the original one got deleted. A general thanks to those who suggested names for my last chapter. I haven't decided the name though.

Sadly enough, I've sad news for all of you at the end of the chap, oh but anyway I'll just let you continue with this chapter and chain my mouth. Enjoy reading. :D


Miles Away From You

Chapter 7: The Past~Part-1

~by UnRoMaNtIc ReMoTe CoNtRoL

It was cold. Christmas had arrived. The sun was about to set. In the faint twilight of the fading sun, a girl of about eight was hustling down the streets. Her hands were full of gifts. Her auburn hair was tied neatly in two ponytails, which hopped up and down in the chilly air as she continued to run. Along way, many people smiled at her and the girl didn't fail to return a warm smile.

Though it was freezing outside, she was perspiring heavily. The girl had been out the entire day, visiting everyone, distributing gifts. It was close to night. Her mother had instructed her to get home before sunset but unfortunately, she was late. Absorbed in her thoughts, she ended up running into someone.

"Ouch." she cried as she fell on her butt, her hand gently moving to massage her hand. She looked up to see a fuming girl about the same age as that of her glaring at her as if she was going to burst on her. Behind the girl were her parents who were definitely chatting away but had stopped upon seeing the incident.

"Sorry." The girl apologized innocently.

"I didn't see you. I was in a hurry." she said as she continued to pick her scattered gifts.

"What do you mean by sorry?" the other girl shouted. Mikan noticed that the girl had green hair. Strange.

"Dear, this is no way to apologize. C'mon now be a good girl." Her mother said crouching down. The girl hmphed and looked at the brunette.

"Fine. Apology accepted."

Both the girls smiled at each other. As Mikan hurried away, she heard something.

"Merry Christmas, jerk." Mikan looked at the green hair and smiled sweetly as she chirped away.

"Merry Christmas, Permy."

.;.

Mikan's eyes sparkled as she finally spotted her destination. By the time she reached there, she was almost out of breath. She rang the doorbell and waited patiently. The door opened slowly to reveal a girl with deep violet eyes staring in the honey-colored ones.

"Merry Christmas, Hotaru." The girl said extending a gift packed in bright blue colored paper. Hotaru looked at it and took it. She looked at her best friend Mikan who seemed to be hesitating for some reason.

"What, baka?" she asked, cocking a brow.

"Can I hug you?" the words escaped her lips as she nervously fiddled with her fingers.

She looked at Hotaru as a smile crept on her face. She hugged her tightly and pulled away as quickly for the fear that Hotaru might end up getting annoyed.

"Ok, Hotaru now I gotta go now. See you later." Mikan said as she turned to leave.

"Wait."

"Hn?"

Mikan stood there and within seconds Hotaru was back.

"Here, take this." she said handing Mikan a bag. Mikan peeped inside and her eyes widened.

"Is… this… fo… for m… me?" she asked. Hotaru nodded. Mikan quickly re-hugged Hotaru.

"Thank you, Hotaru." she squeaked making her retreat.

.;.

Mikan gulped as she stood before her door. It was dark and she was late. She had been idly standing there since past 5 minutes. The temperature was dropping further and people were heading home. Tomorrow was Christmas. She was so engaged in her thoughts that she didn't notice the door cracking open and a woman perching down to meet her eyes. When she was finally out of her world, Mikan noticed herself staring at her mirror image. She squeaked and almost lost her balance but luckily, her mother caught her. Mikan looked sheepishly at her mother. Once inside the comfy room Yuka looked at her daughter.

"Mikan…" Mikan looked at her mother. She swallowed the growing lump in her throat.

"Sorry, mum."

Yuka sighed and crouched down.

"It's ok honey. You just had me worried." she said with a smile.

Mikan's face lit up.

"Are those your gifts?" Yuka asked pointing at a pile of gifts and Christmas cards. Mikan hummed while Yuka smiled.

"Ok then, go and freshen up. Dinner's ready. Your dad's gonna be working late. So tonight, it'll be just the two of us."

"Um… mum, why's he working during holidays?" Mikan asked pouting. Yuka giggled at the cutest pout she had ever seen.

"Sweetie, you know he has great responsibility on his shoulders since he's the vice-president of the company." she said sadly. Yuka also missed her husband but it couldn't be helped. Snapping herself out of her thoughts, she watched as Mikan went upstairs. She glanced at the clock. It was already 8:30. Izumi should have been back by now. She thought but then he must have been caught in some work. Nevertheless, she decided to give him a call. She quickly speed dialed. Seconds later Izumi was on the other line.

"When are you gonna be back?" she asked tiredly.

"Yuka, the meeting's just over. I'll be back within half an hour or so." Izumi said trying to cheer up her wife but getting only a few more sighs in return.

"Ok." Yuka said as she flipped her phone in the sofa and sat down on the carpet.

.;.

Mikan sat peacefully in her room as she stared at a specific gift in her hand. Her eyes sparkled with excitement and hope as she slowly unwrapped it. Her eyes widened as she saw it and a smile didn't fail to form on her lips.

"Hotaru sure is the best!"

.;.

Across the town-

Izumi loosened his tie as he stretched in his office chair. It was such a tiresome day. The saddest part was he had to work tomorrow also. Yeah, on Christmas too. Who the hell worked on Christmas? He could imagine the sad face of Yuka and Mikan. Shit! He groaned. The door squeaked open and his eyes fell on the slut. Great that was the last thing he wanted.

"What do you want Luna?" he growled dangerously giving her the look of If-you-have-come-to-linger-around-then-get-lost.

Luna walked into the cabinet as though she had owned it and placed her her fingers on Izumi's shoulders, massaging them. Izumi didn't shove her away as he was enjoying it. If nothing else then at least the slut was capable of running a health club.

"Izumi darling, don't you wanna c'me out with me tomorrow." She asked more as demanded as she placed herself on the table lowering her head giving a clear view of her over-exposed cleavage. Izumi ignored her and got up. He was about to grab the knob of the door when he felt slim arms unwrapped around him. Gritting his teeth, he pushed Luna away. He watched as she stumbled backwards.

"Go away, Luna. I told you I already have a wife." he shouted.

"Then, leave them." she hissed.

Izumi now turned towards the annoying woman.

"GET LOST!"

"Wh… what do you mean?"

"YOU ARE FIRED, HEARD THAT NOW GET LOST!"

Angry tears welled up as Luna hustled out. Izumi just stood there trying to calm down. He ran a hand through his hand as he thought about what had happened.

"I should have done this long ago." he said as he exited shutting the door after him.

.;.

Late at night-

Izumi looked at the clock. It was 1:00 am and he wasn't able to go to sleep. Since the time he had returned he had been having a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach like something was going to happen. Somehow, the feeling had something to do with Luna. He knew he should put his thoughts aside and go to sleep but then his sixth sense was never wrong. Sighing he turned towards the sleeping form of Yuka. He gently removed few of the bangs covering her face. Everyday he craved so much to spent time with his family. Then it was decided, tomorrow he was going out with them no matter what. He smiled inwardly as he leaned and pecked Yuka on lips before drifting off to sleep.

.;.

Somewhere else-

A woman was lying, her head on the table. Her left hand was holding a glass of alcohol while the other one was hanging low in air. Her features were creepy. In the empty bar, Luna koizumi was the only one in the dark corner. One of the waitresses approached her.

"Mam." She called out. When she got no response she shaked her a little. A groan was heard and the woman backed away. Luna's eyes shot open. Her head hurt like hell. It was probably the worst night in her life. After being fired by Izumi, she had walked straight into the bar. She stumbled as she tried to get up. The woman tried to help but stopped when Luna's ghostly eyes fell on her. As she staggered out of the bar, the events of that evening played in her mind.

All her life, since the time she had joined the company she had desired nothing more than to have Izumi with her, to acknowledge her. Everyday, every time she would be humiliated by him but she never gave up but that was it. Now, she wasn't gonna bear it anymore. Continuing to walk in the dark streets a voice echoed through the silence.

"IZUMI YUKIHARA, YOU ARE GOING TO PAY."


Looks at the door as nii-san enters.

URC: What are you doing here? *eyes suspiciously*

Nii-san: None of your business.

URC: *Looks away with a hmph* Ok guys about the sad news. *sighs* I have exams approaching so I won't be able to update that fast. T_T

Nii-san: Like you ever updated that fast.

URC: *continues ignoring the meddlesome aniki* you'll have just one or two more updates but I really doubt if I'll be able to update from 1st to 18th October. Um… anyway sorry for it. Please bear with me.

Nii-san: *sends flying daggers*

URC: WHAT?

Nii-san: You have work to do.

URC: *in confusion* what work?

Nii-san: Physics.

URC: o_0 n… no… no… please anything but not physics not… phy…

Nii-san: *starts dragging URC*

URC: NO! LET ME GO! I DON'T WANNA DO PHYSICS. NO….. TT_TT

After dragging URC out, aniki comes back.

Nii-san: If URC's grade go low… all the readers will be as good as dead. *glares and walks away.*