Flavor of Life

Author's Note: ....This story shall end soon! What?! It's too soon? Well, it's true.

Disclaimer: I, KawaiiTenshiCeres, does not own Harvest Moon, nor Flavor of Life by Utada Hikaru.


TWELVE~ The Sky that Keeps Changing

-Vaughn's Point of View-

Everything seemed to shatter around me.

Why was she so focused on pairing me up with someone else?

In reality, it's impossible for me to go back to the rich life...

Walking away, I heard footsteps splashing in the water. My eyes widened in shock, seeing Chelsea gripping the box and holding it, while tears formed in her eyes. She wanted me to go with Sabrina. I had to do it. For the sake of shutting up my mother from anymore insults. I headed towards the Animal Shop, only to be greeted by none other than....a man? What did you think? My mother was back or something? No...She would go off on her own and not come back until nightfall.. This man...Should I even explain it? He's my own father.

Silver hair, and wearing a cowboy attire. Frankly, I look more like him than my mother any day. His hands in his pockets, leaning on the counter, I thought I was looking at a mirror image of myself. He looked up with me and flashed a bright smile...Okay so, I wasn't exactly like him. He was a bit of a playboy, while I'm a loner..No wonder the phrase, 'Opposites Attract' was the reason why my parents fell in love...Either that or my dad wanted his share of the fortune. I approached him, noticing him signaling me to talk to him in the kitchen.

"Listen, Vaughn. Whatever Ma did to ya, just ignore it, okay?" his father stated. "Y'know she didn't want to fall in love with me, since she was engaged to someone else." he added. "You shouldn't be forced to love a different girl because of what class status they are."

I couldn't help, but to think what useless information my dad had given me. "...I already know that...Is just that...I don't know why she pushes me to be with Sabrina." I muttered.

A smile formed on my father's face, a cigarette was dangling from his mouth, as he lit it up. "Same thing happened with your Ma and me. She wanted a commoner woman to be with me instead of her. She's still stuck on the past, and she didn't want you to experience the same thing." he muttered. "I heard about Chelsea from your Ma. From how she said it, reminds me of her back when we were younger. A strong person, who can break down when worse comes to worse. A type who would smile and do anything to make their love happy. Chelsea's probably regretting what she did to you." he noted.

"...I don't know anymore. Just yesterday, we both said 'I love you' to each other, and now..she would change her mind for that?" I muttered. "Obviously, Mom has something to do with it."

I smelt the smoke that flowed from my father's lips. He looked at me with a fairly relaxed tone. Compared to my mother, I was a bit relieved that he was here. He opened a window and stabbed the cigarette against the outside wall.

"No person is the same in this world. We are all created differently. You can't expect Chelsea to be like other girls and simply stay with you. She has her reasons." my father muttered."I'll go talk to your Ma. You need to solve this yourself. After all, you're trying to break away from being a 'rich boy'. " he grinned.


She...kept avoiding me. No matter where I see her, she ends up either running off or making an excuse to run off on her own. I kept trying to find her only to fail. Two days passed, and I wanted to confront her. It was pissing me off ever since then, and I wanted to let her know what was going on. It was nearly dark, and I found her pushing her cows into the barn. I awaited outside for her to appear out from there again. I heard footsteps, and her face turned from relieved to utter shock at the sight of me.

"Vaughn..." she trailed off, before running off.

I quickly ran after her, watching her trying to run into the house and try to lock me out. I grabbed her wrist and forced her into the house. Her ocean blue eyes stared on the floor with heavy guilt. She didn't want to look at me. I watched her walk over and sit on her bed, trying to think of something to say. I could tell that something was bothering her deep down. She didn't want to talk about it to me. She didn't want to tell me why she's been avoiding me for the past few days. Five minutes flied by, as she looked up at me.

"Listen...To tell you the truth...If Misaki was still alive...would you still fall in love with me?" she questioned.

"...If I met you first, Misaki wouldn't even exist in my mind." I muttered. "If you're still thinking about what my Mom had told you...then it's pointless. You get to choose who you love...no one else.."

Chelsea covered her face, as I slowly heard a muffled cry. "I...don't..." she trailed off.

I approached her and looked at her with concern in my eyes. "You don't?" I echoed.

"I don't want you to go to Sabrina..." she trailed off. "...I...I thought..that because I'm not rich...Or pretty...Or elegant...You would go for someone like her..." she choked up. "You're better off with a rich girl, aren't you...?"

"Idiot!" I shouted. "Of course not! Because you look at me differently. Because of your smile. Because you're hot-tempered. Because you're not like Sabrina nor Misaki that I started to like you! Why must you make it so complicated for me?!" I scolded. "You know, you're better off with a prince on a white horse than a cold-hearted guy like me!"

"No!" she shouted.

Her arms were wrapped around my waist, crying into my shirt. I sighed, petting her head lightly. She looked up at me, as I slowly wiped her tears away. Moving in, I slowly pressed my lips against hers, feeling her arms removed from my waist, and wrapped around my neck to deepen the kiss. For the moment, I didn't want to let her go at all, I only wanted to hold her longer.

"I never..thought of you like that at all...Please don't leave me..." she trailed off. "...I want us...to stay like this..." she added.

I felt my face reddening at her sudden proposal. I nodded in agreement, before we realized it became dark. Without any lights on, we spend a really long time together in the dark...

Until the next day. I woke up, with her next to me...This time, in her bed, watching her sleeping peacefully under the covers. I gently touched her face, before hearing a knock upon her door. I reached to the floor to put a shirt on, and approach the door. Opening it, I saw a very tired and stressed person across from me. My eyebrows furrowed before I opened my mouth.

"Out of all people, why are you here?"