YES. I CHANGED MY NAME. IT'S NO LONGER "GAZILLIONAIRE" BECAUSE I THOUGHT THAT WAS TERRIBLE. THIS IS MY NEW NAME. HOPE YOU LIKE IT.
Oh my gosh. I haven't updated this in SO long! I'm so terribly sorry. Anyway, this one is not particularly good. It was an idea that popped into my head and this is all I have. I'm currently working on a longer, better one, so I hope you'll bear with me for now. Enjoy~
When she opened the door she was sobbing.
Her mother didn't ask her what happened. She didn't tell. Her face was glistening with tears, and she said nothing as she ran to her room.
There was a voice message left on her phone.
"Aoko, I'm sorry. Look, I'm really, really sorry. I just need you to tell me something. One thing. You don't need to talk to me ever again if you don't want to. I know you don't want to hear my voice, but.. Just tell me something. One word. Please. I need to know... If you still love me."
She jabbed the 'delete' button.
She never wanted to hear his voice again.
When she opened the door he was standing there.
He didn't ask for forgiveness. He looked her in the face and he didn't even say sorry! She glared. She turned away from him.
She knew, though, that he was still there.
He asked, again.
He asked if she still loved him.
She slammed the door in his face.
When she opened the door again it was at her college dormitory.
She'd expected it to be Keiko.
It wasn't.
All she saw was a mop of black hair and brown eyes, a voice asking her, again, "Do you still love me?"
She closed it, again.
The doorbell rang.
It rang again.
But she didn't answer.
When she opened the door again it was ten thirty-six at night.
She'd been watching the news.
She'd been watching the heist.
She didn't expect to see him there, on her doorstep.
He was wearing all white. It was like he'd tried to wash everything away.
He obviously hadn't succeeded.
When he asked her again if she still loved him, she told him to get out.
Then she closed the door.
When she opened the door Saguru was there.
Her loving, caring boyfriend.
Of course she was expecting him. He came most every day. Seven at night, right after she finished her dinner.
What she didn't expect was for him to pull out a ring.
But she said yes.
Later, when she was in the park, someone else came up to her.
"So I heard you got engaged to Hakuba."
She said nothing.
"Congratulations."
She stayed quiet.
There was a pause.
"I knew you didn't still love me."
She left.
When she opened the door, it was to her new house.
Saguru's house.
He was there.
He was waiting for her.
Ready to pull her into his arms.
Something that he had never done for her.
That evening, though, she saw him in the park, again.
She expected him to ask her again, but he didn't.
She wanted, though, to say something to him.
Something.
Anything.
But he was already gone.
When she opened the door, it was her new husband.
Home from work.
He looked so grim.
"He's dead."
Her world collapsed.
She ran to her room and closed the door.
When she finally opened the door, the house was empty.
It was so quiet.
She should've told him she didn't still love him.
Just to ease his uncertainty.
But she didn't.
Because it wasn't the truth.
She left the house, the door swinging shut behind her.
When she opened the door she was sobbing.
Everything was so wrong.
She got another message on her phone.
"I'm still alive. I'm still here. I still wish you loved me."
Light was coming back into her dark world.
She smiled for the first time in ages.
She wondered if she still loved him.
After she left, she didn't close the door.
When she opened the door, she was crying, again.
If her husband had left her, then there was nothing left.
But it was only reality.
Cruel reality.
She ran away from the now-empty house.
She ran to the house that used to be consistently occupied.
She ran to the house she used to always go to.
She ran to the house where lived the boy she always vented her feelings to.
She wanted to do that again.
She wanted to tell him the truth.
But the door was locked. There was no one home.
When she opened the door to her new apartment, he was there.
There outside her doorway.
There to welcome her into her arms.
"Do you still love me?"he asked.
She was going to tell him she didn't.
But she couldn't. It wasn't the truth.
So she told him everything.
And she told him she still loved him. It was the truth.
She'd always loved him.
Even after she stopped talking to him.
She'd always loved him.
She let him in. He closed the door behind him.
It's so like me to post another Kaito/Aoko drabble. I mean, if you could tell the guy was Kaito...
Anyway, I know it makes Kaito seem kinda stalker-ish and Hakuba seem like generally a terrible person, but it wasn't that bad, right...? ...Right?
Anyway, I was trying a new format. With extremely short sentences. I kind of like this format, but I probably won't write in it again.
Um, I kinda communicated it in a bad way, so this is what happened: Aoko found out Kaito was Kid. She got mad and ran away. He called her but she didn't answer, so he left a voice message, asking if she still loved him. She didn't want to reply because she didn't really know the answer. She went to college and Keiko was her roommate. She got married to Hakuba. The part where he died but did not really die was when he was fighting the Black Org. (Faked his death). After that, he called her to tell her he was, um, still alive. And, um.. Oh god this is such a terrible story...
Please leave me at least some sort of constructive criticism to improve... Onegai!
See you guys next time and hopefully I will have something better up!
Mika-chan~