Author's Note: Like the "first" one, I have no idea how I got to writing this, but anyway, since I already did, heck. Basically, this is the so-called sequel to the previous one Untitled, and well, that's all I gotta say. These two characters are from quite rich families, and they are adapted from two pple in Kareshi Kanojyo no Jijyo, but I thought it wasn't really karekano fanfic, so it's under anime. Anyway, pls enjoy, and R&R. Arigato~! ^_^
The Hypocrtitic Perfectionist
The atmosphere is very quiet, as there will be no breeze tonight. The temperature is cooling, but yet mysteriously hot. Tiny mirco-organisms seem to whisper the words next to your ears, but you don't hear it. Molecules of atmos brush past your skin, but you don't feel it. Because you are thinking about something else. Thinking about other people; thinking about what act you should put up the next day; thinking about what you should say to others. Thinking...thinking...
That is what goes on in Her mind. Her mind, Her thoughts, Her feelings, are all in unity, planning out every detail of a harmless scheme. She realises what she is doing, but does not seem to try to change. Her habits have grown into her, like a splinter stuck in your finger: hard to remove, difficult to see. That is Her case. Her delimma. Her confusion. She asks herself, what if I could change? What if I could rid myself of this thorn...but then again, it is not a thorn. I do not detest it. In fact, it had brought be much happiness. Happiness. What is this word? Is this 'happiness' not what I have been experiencing for the past years? Is it not what I have been getting from others, receiving from others? No, She tells herself. No. It is not real happiness. It is not the one that I seek. But how shall I find the genuine one? It is difficult, many say, and I...well I...
I don't know what to do.
Felicia had just returned home from school. It was a day like any other, and all she did was have her dinner and headed to her room. Her shelter from the rain. Opening the door, she was slightly startled to see her cousin, Katema, sitting on the sofa, waiting for her.
Felicia: *hiding her surprised expression* Good evening, Katema. Did you have a good day at school? *smiles*
Katema: *acts bored* Yeah, sort of.
Felicia: *smiles again* I see. I'm really glad to hear that.
Katema: Souka?
Felicia: Of course! ^_^
Katema: ... (dun seem lyke tt ta me)
Felicia: So, what brings you to my home, Katema-kun?
Katema: Well, I was only wondering if you could be so kind enough as to allow me to use your shower? I am tired, and a little hot from Kendo trainning, and I seem to have lost my house key.
Felicia: Did your chaffeur not send you home?
Katema: No.
Felicia: I'm so sorry to hear that. You do look tired. I suppose you must have left it at home, is that not? Well, you really should take a shower now, please use my shower as much as you want. ^_^
Katema: Arigato.
Felicia: It's my pleasure. ^_^ I have to use the shower as well, so I'll go get my clothes. Would you like me to take an extra set of clothing for you as well, Katema?
Katema: Yes, thank you.
Felicia: ^_^
Felicia heads out of her room and down the hallway to her dressing room, leaving Katema staring after her, with a somewhat disappointed look on his face.
Katema: ...when will she take down her mask? It really worries me. I mean, "What the heck, she is mi cuz afta all!" *laughs* I'm jst as bad, man. Oh whateva. *heads to the shower*
-End-
The Hypocrtitic Perfectionist
The atmosphere is very quiet, as there will be no breeze tonight. The temperature is cooling, but yet mysteriously hot. Tiny mirco-organisms seem to whisper the words next to your ears, but you don't hear it. Molecules of atmos brush past your skin, but you don't feel it. Because you are thinking about something else. Thinking about other people; thinking about what act you should put up the next day; thinking about what you should say to others. Thinking...thinking...
That is what goes on in Her mind. Her mind, Her thoughts, Her feelings, are all in unity, planning out every detail of a harmless scheme. She realises what she is doing, but does not seem to try to change. Her habits have grown into her, like a splinter stuck in your finger: hard to remove, difficult to see. That is Her case. Her delimma. Her confusion. She asks herself, what if I could change? What if I could rid myself of this thorn...but then again, it is not a thorn. I do not detest it. In fact, it had brought be much happiness. Happiness. What is this word? Is this 'happiness' not what I have been experiencing for the past years? Is it not what I have been getting from others, receiving from others? No, She tells herself. No. It is not real happiness. It is not the one that I seek. But how shall I find the genuine one? It is difficult, many say, and I...well I...
I don't know what to do.
Felicia had just returned home from school. It was a day like any other, and all she did was have her dinner and headed to her room. Her shelter from the rain. Opening the door, she was slightly startled to see her cousin, Katema, sitting on the sofa, waiting for her.
Felicia: *hiding her surprised expression* Good evening, Katema. Did you have a good day at school? *smiles*
Katema: *acts bored* Yeah, sort of.
Felicia: *smiles again* I see. I'm really glad to hear that.
Katema: Souka?
Felicia: Of course! ^_^
Katema: ... (dun seem lyke tt ta me)
Felicia: So, what brings you to my home, Katema-kun?
Katema: Well, I was only wondering if you could be so kind enough as to allow me to use your shower? I am tired, and a little hot from Kendo trainning, and I seem to have lost my house key.
Felicia: Did your chaffeur not send you home?
Katema: No.
Felicia: I'm so sorry to hear that. You do look tired. I suppose you must have left it at home, is that not? Well, you really should take a shower now, please use my shower as much as you want. ^_^
Katema: Arigato.
Felicia: It's my pleasure. ^_^ I have to use the shower as well, so I'll go get my clothes. Would you like me to take an extra set of clothing for you as well, Katema?
Katema: Yes, thank you.
Felicia: ^_^
Felicia heads out of her room and down the hallway to her dressing room, leaving Katema staring after her, with a somewhat disappointed look on his face.
Katema: ...when will she take down her mask? It really worries me. I mean, "What the heck, she is mi cuz afta all!" *laughs* I'm jst as bad, man. Oh whateva. *heads to the shower*
-End-