Author's note: All right well here is part 2 of This Ruined Puzzle. I know
it takes me a while to get the new chapter(s) out but I've been juggling
soccer and school and the SAT's so it's pretty hectic right now. But,
however another reason why I take so long is I really like to brainstorm my
plot and if I rush to get chapters done it will only be a mess. Anyways,
here's chapter two! Reviews are greatly appreciated! ^_^
Chapter Two:
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"Ita!"
A tall, handsome, yet beautiful teal-eyed blond whined as a needle made its way into her flesh. She may have been able to take on a couple of staff members when they were to take her for her usual check-up, however when they finally got her down, she was unable to take on that thin little needle she so dreaded.
"Now really Haruka-san. We'll only be here longer if you don't cooperate with me." The chestnut haired nurse scolded as she applied alcohol to Haruka's arm once more.
"Well a certain someone would not cooperate with me earlier!" The blond snapped crossing her arms, a smirk forming on her handsome features.
"Oh?"
Boy was she playing it dumb.
Haruka began to contort her face as much as possible and began to speak in a very irksome manner imitating the nurse: "Haruka-san, it's time to take your medicine and off to your nappy nap!" She exhaled deeply before returning to her normal voice again.
"Nuriko-san you completely embarrassed me in front of Michiru-san!" Haruka bellowed then a second after, sunk back in her chair hiding the red tinge forming on her cheeks regretting her last remark.
Nuriko shook her head slightly as she observed the girl's reactions with a look of sympathy and a slight trace of amusement evident on her face.
"Your lucky your mother wasn't here to hear that, and that you even got to speak to Kaioh-san at all."
Haruka lowered her head as thoughts of the cerulean haired beauty flashed through her mind, wondering if she would ever see her again.
Taking notice of this Nuriko quickly tried to cheer the blond up, not wanting to see her in such a depressive state.
"Don't worry Haruka-san, you'll be 18 soon and you'll have the free will to leave if you please," lowering her voice to a hushed whisper, "the staff and I all believe that there is nothing wrong with you at all. You can't help the way you feel and honestly… we think your mother is the one who should be put in here for a couple of days." With that she smiled warmly and gave Haruka a little wink.
Haruka merely sighed heavily with her head in her hands. It appeared something else was obviously bothering her. Luckily Nuriko had guessed right in what, or who, to be correct, Haruka was thinking about.
"Oh don't worry about it Haruka-san," Nuriko piped up, " I'm sure Kaioh-san will return again soon!"
Haruka lifted her head from her hands, looking up hopefully to the nurse, dismissing the uncomfortable look on the nurse's face and the fingers crossed behind her back.
"You think so?"
She brought her arms back from behind her and flashed a "V" sign with her fingers, her trademark cheery smile appearing on her face once more.
"Hai!"
***
Waves crashed against the shore and the sky displayed a gloomy atmosphere causing anyone within it's presence to feel just as so. Remnants of a sand castle gradually disintegrated as the grains blew through the winds that paid a homely visit to the desolate beach. A small, yellow, sand pail with a smiling sunflower painted on the side lie alone a few feet away from the castle, slowly rolling back and fourth every now and then with the wind, a matching plastic shovel laying beside it. And if one looked up from the little scene in the sand, they would notice an aquamarine haired girl sitting on the ivory colored steps of a beach house, with a sketchbook resting on her lap. Her long, wavy curls were held up with a navy blue silk ribbon that accented her eyes. Despite the depressing weather, she wore a light yellow summer dress that blew lightly around her ankles in the cool breeze. Her hands were clasped to her sketchbook, her knuckles white with the tightening of her grip, although her eyes were looking out into the distance towards the ocean with a calm yet vacant look on her face.
Those same eyes kept forcing themselves into her mind; that same face. Eyes filled with such wonder and curiosity. Eyes that looked at her hungrily with desire… And didn't she stare back in such the same way?
'No…no…'
Her mind dismissed the thought almost immediately. 'She's a she. I know she is… I can't feel this way for another girl. It's just… not me…but then again I don't even really know myself. Besides… I don't even know her! Oh well…I'll never see her again anyways.'
She placed her sketchbook to the side and stood up, not taking her eyes off of the ocean before her. She wrapped her arms around herself as if afraid even her own comfort would slip away and whispered to herself, " I'm never playing again…these charity performances and money donations… do they really make that much of a difference? This hovel inside of me continues to grow with every passing day, and I'm not sure how much more of it I can take."
Little did she know that the image of she and her music alone was what kept one lonely soul going on.
*** End Chapter Two ***
Author's not: Sorry I know it's not much. I have ideas for future chapters but it just seemed right to end the second chapter where it ended. Hopefully the third chapter wont take so long to come out! Gomen nasai!
Chapter Two:
***
"Ita!"
A tall, handsome, yet beautiful teal-eyed blond whined as a needle made its way into her flesh. She may have been able to take on a couple of staff members when they were to take her for her usual check-up, however when they finally got her down, she was unable to take on that thin little needle she so dreaded.
"Now really Haruka-san. We'll only be here longer if you don't cooperate with me." The chestnut haired nurse scolded as she applied alcohol to Haruka's arm once more.
"Well a certain someone would not cooperate with me earlier!" The blond snapped crossing her arms, a smirk forming on her handsome features.
"Oh?"
Boy was she playing it dumb.
Haruka began to contort her face as much as possible and began to speak in a very irksome manner imitating the nurse: "Haruka-san, it's time to take your medicine and off to your nappy nap!" She exhaled deeply before returning to her normal voice again.
"Nuriko-san you completely embarrassed me in front of Michiru-san!" Haruka bellowed then a second after, sunk back in her chair hiding the red tinge forming on her cheeks regretting her last remark.
Nuriko shook her head slightly as she observed the girl's reactions with a look of sympathy and a slight trace of amusement evident on her face.
"Your lucky your mother wasn't here to hear that, and that you even got to speak to Kaioh-san at all."
Haruka lowered her head as thoughts of the cerulean haired beauty flashed through her mind, wondering if she would ever see her again.
Taking notice of this Nuriko quickly tried to cheer the blond up, not wanting to see her in such a depressive state.
"Don't worry Haruka-san, you'll be 18 soon and you'll have the free will to leave if you please," lowering her voice to a hushed whisper, "the staff and I all believe that there is nothing wrong with you at all. You can't help the way you feel and honestly… we think your mother is the one who should be put in here for a couple of days." With that she smiled warmly and gave Haruka a little wink.
Haruka merely sighed heavily with her head in her hands. It appeared something else was obviously bothering her. Luckily Nuriko had guessed right in what, or who, to be correct, Haruka was thinking about.
"Oh don't worry about it Haruka-san," Nuriko piped up, " I'm sure Kaioh-san will return again soon!"
Haruka lifted her head from her hands, looking up hopefully to the nurse, dismissing the uncomfortable look on the nurse's face and the fingers crossed behind her back.
"You think so?"
She brought her arms back from behind her and flashed a "V" sign with her fingers, her trademark cheery smile appearing on her face once more.
"Hai!"
***
Waves crashed against the shore and the sky displayed a gloomy atmosphere causing anyone within it's presence to feel just as so. Remnants of a sand castle gradually disintegrated as the grains blew through the winds that paid a homely visit to the desolate beach. A small, yellow, sand pail with a smiling sunflower painted on the side lie alone a few feet away from the castle, slowly rolling back and fourth every now and then with the wind, a matching plastic shovel laying beside it. And if one looked up from the little scene in the sand, they would notice an aquamarine haired girl sitting on the ivory colored steps of a beach house, with a sketchbook resting on her lap. Her long, wavy curls were held up with a navy blue silk ribbon that accented her eyes. Despite the depressing weather, she wore a light yellow summer dress that blew lightly around her ankles in the cool breeze. Her hands were clasped to her sketchbook, her knuckles white with the tightening of her grip, although her eyes were looking out into the distance towards the ocean with a calm yet vacant look on her face.
Those same eyes kept forcing themselves into her mind; that same face. Eyes filled with such wonder and curiosity. Eyes that looked at her hungrily with desire… And didn't she stare back in such the same way?
'No…no…'
Her mind dismissed the thought almost immediately. 'She's a she. I know she is… I can't feel this way for another girl. It's just… not me…but then again I don't even really know myself. Besides… I don't even know her! Oh well…I'll never see her again anyways.'
She placed her sketchbook to the side and stood up, not taking her eyes off of the ocean before her. She wrapped her arms around herself as if afraid even her own comfort would slip away and whispered to herself, " I'm never playing again…these charity performances and money donations… do they really make that much of a difference? This hovel inside of me continues to grow with every passing day, and I'm not sure how much more of it I can take."
Little did she know that the image of she and her music alone was what kept one lonely soul going on.
*** End Chapter Two ***
Author's not: Sorry I know it's not much. I have ideas for future chapters but it just seemed right to end the second chapter where it ended. Hopefully the third chapter wont take so long to come out! Gomen nasai!