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Still don't own 'em. ._.;
A/N:
Chapter 2! :D Wow, I'm moving along on this one. n.n; For any of you wondering,
yus, I'm entering this (as well as the two following it) as one story into the
romance story contest. Yep Yep. I must be extreamly motivated to get this much
done in such a short time. x.o; Anywho'…this one is from Koushi's point of
view, alright? Kind of like the Home, layout, alright? Only one more
chapter in this story, and that point of view is yet to be decided, so the
suggestion box is open. ^^; Then you get to see my top secret sequel! :D 'Nough
babble and on to the story:
The O c e a n s Between Us
Chapter 2: Forging
waters
How
could I help her if she could not come to means with opening up? I desired
nothing more in that instant than to help her with whatever it was that was
pestering her as we spoke in that stilled darkness. For the first time in my
entire life, I ached to hold her, to wrap my arms about her in a comforting
embrace.
But she would only push me away, I
feared. So I remained there, dumbfounded with dangling arms, a blank expression
on my face. Could this be possible? With all the data I acquired in my early
years of life, I lacked explanation on understanding of what was happening
around me. It swirled into a meshing of colors. I could not break this
silence…I am still unable to grasp its meaning, but I know it meant sadness.
Merely a few feet apart, one could feel a widening ocean between the two of us,
its crashing waves leaving us both fallen, our hearts both broken.
Nevertheless, I still did not know what I had done or what she had done. In
essence, who had hurt whom?
"Koushiro…" Her pronunciation was as
shaky as mine had been early, her sadness ringing out of every corner of her
lips, a sadness I wanted to know about, yet hated merely that it existed.
Chestnut haired and gleaming from
head to toe in sheer beauty, I could not imagine what had ever drawn her to me,
what had ever possessed her to love such a pathetic creature as I. Tachikawa
Mimi could wrap any guy around her finger and hold him there, and he'd give her
no argument. But yet, she chooses someone as nerdy as I, and allows me to live
without any chains. She had made it clear to me that I was free to do as I
willed, and she could swim in her own direction. But I was unwilling and never
wanting to take what was offered. Being chained wouldn't of hurt; in fact, I
might have gained an extent of pleasure from it. Eyes of shimmering honey were
quite captivating, yet, spiraling me into an often unmapped world, mysterious
and thrilling. Presently, however, there was an almost steel wall of tears,
cutting my passage off before it had even begun.
"Koushiro…" She began again, her
voice stuttering even uneasier than before. What was bothering the girl I loved
so? And how could I help? Things like this were not taught in history books or
over the internet, how was I to cope?
"I'm here Mimi…I'll always be
here..." I pleaded her to open up with the truest statement I could bring out.
Comforting a soul was hard for me, yes, but nothing was too difficult for me to
decipher for my Mimi.
To my own surprise, her head moved
from side to side, her disagreement and sadness becoming more and more
apparent. "No…no you won't…"
My eyes widened, and my heart
ceased. Of what was she informing me? That I had already left her? Had our
entire love been dreamt? Did I not know, after our entire escapade, of a love
so true, a love so longed for? Instead of her awarding me answers…I was only
receiving more questions.
"I…I
won't?"
That
head of chestnut would shake once more, a repeat of display of difference to
what I had spoken. "No, Koushiro. You won't…but it's not your fault. Its not
your fault..."
The
retorting of the end of the statement, that it wasn't my fault, brought more
mass confusion into my mentality. I had not been worn to this, this, lack of
insight. This inability to grasp the situation around me frightened me greatly.
But I could not run, nor could I hide. I had to face this, unfortunately, but I
would not leave Mimi here alone, not until she was consoled of her problems.
"Then
why?" Another emotionless question parted my very own lips. What was I to do,
throw my arms around her in a loving embrace, rejoicing of her statement? Was I
to fall to my knees in an uncontrollable sob as she watched from above? Run off
into the darkness of the city?
"I'm
leaving..." By now her hands were covering her features, masking her tears from
my own view. She was…leaving? But why? And where to? Was it my fault? 'Stop
asking questions, Koushiro.' I forcefully thought, having gathered from my past
that my curiosity often got the best of me. Somehow, I felt Mimi required an
explanation also, but I could not give her this until I received that of my
own.
For
now, however, I could only offer her comfort in true love.
Taking
a potent step into the sea that had once raged with silence, I would make my
way across its waters, their disapproval pressing their forceful waves against
me all the while. I had to do this. When I was within inches of the shore, I
stopped, looking eye to eye with the sole face that held my joy and depression
in the palm of their hand.
I
prayed to God I would shrink those inches I had grown.
The
desolation which seem to be swallowing her oculars were alarming, and I seemed
to have lost all that strength I engineered only moments prior, as if they had
vaporized into nothingness. For words escaped her pursed lips, words that would
shatter my confidence and split corners of my heart.
"My
family's moving to America." She had not anticipated my presence so near to
hers, nor had she expected the arms that encased her in the proceeding seconds.
The tears tumbling onto her jacket were least expected in this emotional
outburst. For once, I did not analyze what I was doing, diagram a chart in my
mind or any such thing, I acted on impulse of the heart.
The
wrapping of her arms around my own body would prove that she did not mind, or
had not noticed either. Tears were streaming down her own soft-white cheeks in
the following moments, and I could not help but kiss the few I could away.
Her
words were sputtered between tears, "I'm going to miss you…" Her embrace would
become slightly tighter, as Mimi never dreaded acceptance with her outspoken
emotions as I often had.
Pulling
away just enough so that we could confront the tear-streaked face of the other,
I shook my own surprising head of disagreement.
"Don't."
Easily spoken, I would brush the chestnut tiers that had fallen in our open
embrace. "I'll be with you, always." A soft chuckle passed through my parted
lips, as an attempt to ease our crashing storm, "I'm not dead yet, Mimi."
Soft
pink coloring would flutter on to her cheeks, and transferring on to my own.
Leaning closer to her, our lips would touch tenderly in a brief alliance of
love.
After releasing, our noses would
remain close, sharing equally brilliant smiles.
"You'll write to me?"
"As long you promise to visit." With
my closing words of reassurance, the love of my life would press her lips once
again to those of mine that never once hesitated to return her lips' embrace.
A/N: Neither of the last two chapters have been too bad,
have they? x.o I hope not…but that could explain the little reviews I received.
No! I'm not trying to guilt you into reviewing or anything! x_x I'm just
stating a fact! Really, I am! X_x Anyway, stay tuned for Chapter 3. :D