KRRR: Hey everyone! So yeah…I got one review saying that I made them cry. Again, I'm so sorry Moondragon94. Anyway…I'm sure all of you are wondering about Marie's mom. Well, worry not. It is all explained (not really) in this chapter. Also…it has come to my attention that Kyouya was going to confess but then he suddenly wasn't. The answer…he thought about it and decided that his father's too big of a jerk and that Marie wouldn't be safe in his family. Yeah. Go figure. Anyways, the song used in this chapter is "Slipped Away" by Avril Lavigne, suggested by twilight storm dragon. Thanks a bunch!!!
-In France. D'Lys main estate. Cantal.-
"Janeatte. You can't just give up and leave Marie alone in this world!" a young man, 23 years old, with pale blond hair and bright green eyes all but shouted at the woman lying on the hospital bed.
"She won't be alone, Jacques," the woman, Janeatte, whispered, "she'll have Tamaki, and Yuzuru, and Kyouya Ootori."
The woman closed her pale blue eyes and brushed a strand of pale blond hair from her face. She had only met Kyouya Ootori once, and he had been 11 at the time. Yet Janeatte knew that e would be the perfect husband or her darling Marie.
"Jacques. I want to know that you will support Marie in all of her decisions, just as you supported my husband and myself with ours. I am leaving her the house and its furnishings. The theater was left to her in my husband's will. When she gets married, it will be for love and I want you to walk her down the aisle at her wedding. Understand?"
Jacques nodded. Janeatte smiled.
"Ah, my dearest Mathis. I can see you now." Janeatte whispered, more to herself that to Jacques who was crying silently. She allowed a small smile to grace her features before closing her eyes and sighing her final breath. It was 7:00 pm in France.
-In Japan. Ootori beach house.-
"Come on, guys. It's three o'clock in the morning. Please shut up! You three are the idiots who picked this lousy movie now shut up and watch it" Marie grumbled. And she was right. It was three o' clock in the morning and normal people were asleep. Then again, Tamaki Suouh, Marie's cousin, was not normal. Plus he harbored feelings for the cross dressing Haruhi who also harbored feelings for him. But neither of them were willing to admit it. Also, Tamaki was easy to manipulate, so it hadn't been a challenge for Hikaru and Kaoru to persuade him to pick a movie to watch. Currently, Marie's head lay (for some reason…) in Kyouya's lap, her legs prop up on top of Mori's while Honey laid on top of Marie, his head under her chin and Usa-chan clutched tightly to his chest. Suddenly, Marie's phone began to vibrate in her pocket. Gently, she lifted Honey and handed him to Mori before she silently left the room and into the kitchen.
"Hello, Jacques. This is a surprise."
"Marie"
That was all Jacques could get out without his throat closing.
"What's wrong?" she whispered. Marie didn't want to worry the members of her new family.
"Your mother. She….Marie, she's gone"
Marie could only stare blankly at the refrigerator. She didn't hear Jacques say that Janeatte wanted Marie in charge of the funeral procedures. That everything had been left to her. She could only think of one thing,
"I'm an orphan" she whispered, barely audible but Kyouya had heard because he had come to check up on her.
Na na
Na na na na na
"Marie. Is everything all right?"
I miss you
I miss you so bad
I don't forget you
Oh it's so sad
I hope you can hear me
I remember it clearly
She could only blankly hand him the phone, barely aware that he was now speaking with Jacques, a friend of the family that had starred in several of the musicals as well as having been Marie's vocal instructor.
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found
It won't be the sameOh
She didn't realize that Kyouya had hung up with Jacques, that he had ordered plane tickets to France for the entire club. It never registered in Marie's mind that Mori had carried her bridal style to her bed and that Honey had slept with her that night until she awoke at six in the morning. Three of hours of sleep and Marie highly doubted that she would receive any more on the plane ride.
Na na
Na na na na na
Her mother had been one of those rare women that one tends to meet once every ten years. She was kind, caring, beautiful (she had been a model, even after her only child's birth). Her hair had been the same shade as Marie's, a beautiful gold color that she had always kept in a neat ponytail. Her eyes had always sparkled as she played with Marie, often the one to plan the pranks that had been pulled on Mathis, Maries's father. At least she had been able to tell him good bye.
I didn't get around to kiss you
Goodbye on the hand
I wish that I could see you again
I know that I can't
OhI hope you can hear me
I remember it clearly
"Marie. We're here" Kyouya whispered, his tone cautious, wary that she might have a sudden breakdown. In Kyouya's mind, it was bound to happen. Marie hadn't cried, hadn't said a word to anyone. It would be natural for her to mentally breakdown after this shock. But she didn't. In fact, she led them all to the limo that was awaiting their arrival and engaged Honey in animated conversation. Whether she was aware that her house would be empty or not Kyouya wasn't sure. Marie on the other hand was thinking one thing: She's gone.
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found
It won't be the same
Oh
"We have arrived, Mademoiselle Guillard and guests." the chauffer said.
"Merci, Claude." Marie said, before she gracefully stepped out of the car and into the house.
"Jane. Michelle"
"Oui, Mademoiselle?"
"My parents' room. I trust it has been locked?"
"Naturally, Mademoiselle."
"I would like the key for that room. And also. Prepare my room for Mademoiselle Fujioka and the other guest rooms."
"How many?"
Marie thought in her head. Her room was separated from her parents' by one room. She had decided that Kyouya would be in that room, in case she needed medical care, which she highly suspected she would. Tamaki could sleep alone. The twins would share a room as would her adopted nii-chans.
"Four"
"Oui, Mademoiselle. Also, there are several phone messages awaiting you and a Monsieur Badeau in the parlor."
"Thank you, Jane. Michelle. You are dismissed. Also. Will you have Ramey show our guests to their rooms?"
"Oui"
Marie sighed and decided that it would be best to speak with Jacques first. Upon entering the parlor, she saw her familiar teacher. His hair was still the same pale blond, his face still handsome, yet his eyes were hollow, and Marie's reality came crashing into her full force.
I've had my wake up
Won't you wake up
I keep asking why
I can't take it
It wasn't fake
It happened you passed by
Marie didn't know how long she sat and wept in Jacques arms.
"Feeling better?" he whispered, his soothing baritone voice instantly calming her. But she was already sinking into a depression that not even he could cure.
"Yeah. It's just…so sudden. I knew it would happen. They hated being apart form each other for longer than a week. But I didn't think it would have been this soon" she whispered.
"I know. But she loved your father so much, little Marie." he whispered soothingly.
"Is everything all right? Would you like me to take you to your room, Marie?" Kyouya's voice floated into the room. Marie looked up and saw him standing in the doorway, watching her with that same wary, calculating expression that he had worn when they had landed.
"No thank you, Kyouya. However, I will go to bed. Good night, Kyouya. Jacques."
Marie silently unlocked the door to her parents room and turned on the lights. It still had the same red and black trimmed wallpaper, the same black and red rose comforter set. Her mother's pearls, hair brush, perfume, and other accessories lay on the vanity. Her father's ties still hung in the closet with his suits and her mother's dresses. The room smelled like his musky odor that mingled with vanilla and cherries, her mother's shampoo.
"Oh, maman." Marie whispered, before curling up on the massive bed, just as she had done when she was frightened as a small child, and the weeks following her father's murder.
Now you're gone
Now you're gone
There you go
There you go
Somewhere I can't bring you back
Now you're gone
Now you're gone
There you go
There you go
Somewhere you're not coming back
"Madmoiselle Guillard. I brought you dinner"
"I'm not hungry, Jane. Just leave it by the door"
Marie heard the soft clank of the table tray being placed on the floor and Jane's soft footsteps retreating. Minutes passed, and Marie heard another knock on the door.
"Marie? Are you all right? Do you need some help?"
Kyouya this time. His voice guarded and anxious, worried that she would hurt herself in her sudden state of depression.
"No. I'm fine. Thank you, Kyouya"
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found
It won't be the same no...
The day you slipped away
Was the day that I found
It won't be the same oh...
As the hours ticked by, less people came by, less people knocked on the door, and less people asked if she was fine when she obviously wasn't.
"Maman. I hope you are happy with papa in Heaven. I miss you."
Na naNa na na na na
I miss you
KRRR: I cried. There. Happy now?! Anyway. More sadness coming….but also joy. Stay tuned!