Hi folks, this is chapter 2 of my "Lovely Sunday": tee hee… have you there a sheet for the tears 'n' to clean your nose (I don

Hi folks, this is chapter 2 of my "Lovely Sunday": tee hee… have you there a sheet for the tears 'n' to clean your nose (I don't find a better expression for this…) and some red wine (if u have the legal age to drink it) or some bread (if u haven't the age)? Why all this questions? Well… this is a very poetical yet a bit spicy chapter so nothing is better of red wine and bread to calm the hot peppers "hotness", you'll read you'll read.

A little glossary:

Italic: when a character says something in a different tongue (example: Fuu's mother insults);

'________': Characters' thoughts;

"________": Speech;

-________-: Explanation;

(____ Ndr.): my personal comments.

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Sunday, lovely Sunday

By Pat-chan

Chapter 2- White lily and the Key of Heaven

Three years. Three years made of sleepless nights, three years of empty and loneliness.

Slowly Hikaru Umi and Fuu retook their old life, with two differences: their strong friendship and the lack of the friends leaved in that world so far, that world which made them grow, mature and stronger, that world where the will was the only law, that world called Sephiro.

Since Fuu went back to Tokyo she felt she'd lost half of her heart, nothing seemed to console her: neither the study, with which she tried to full the more possible her days, nor her elder sister Kuu whom –she understood there was something wrong- tried to entertain her leading her sister often with her during the week-ends, Kuu's job as a photographer-assistant led her in wonderful places.

Fuu dreamt nothing except the day she meets him again, forgetting where she was, so her parents and her teachers had feared a serious illness: to be distracted wasn't of her. Her wish was so strong that she started to imagine he was calling her and that two amber's eyes followed every her step. She really thought she was sick.

In a November's night, not reaching to fell asleep, she went on her bedroom's balcony, with a blanket on her shoulders, and seated at the table where she used to study in Summer. The sky free of clouds, the stars and the moon on its decline path made her remember so much the world where lived the only man she had loved and sure that she never meet him again in her life, she cried knowing her relatives couldn't hear her.

"Ferio… I don't know… I don't know what I'd give for see you again… even if for an hour… only an hour…Ferio… Ferio…

The words stopped in her throat, only his name reached to cross her teeth's formation, it was the only thing which her lips could articulated, she cried on her arms, her body shook by sobs and trembles, a shiver ran on her back when the blanket slipped away from her shoulders showing her at the night's cold, but she didn't care it: she preferred to be sick 'cause the fever's delirium made the dream more real than continuing the farce she acted every day.

How if she didn't hear her schoolmates' comments.

"Who? Houoji? Tell me at least one guy's name who'd pay her compliments!"

"But not about her good grades, if somebody had ever says her she's pretty."

"Nobody could do it! But I grieve for her: I know her since Secondary School and she never had a boyfriend."

"Well? There's who can 'n' who not." (This is a typical my city's idiom. Ndr.)

"Why do we match a date for her?"

"C'mon, how if she's interested at this kind of things. The only thing she could tell you about love is the Courteous Love's ideal in the European Medieval Literature!!"

"You're wrong!" she'd wanted to answered "There's who thinks I'm pretty, there's a boy who loves me and I love him back: a prince, a prince from another far world!"

But she knew that this kind of sentence, even if true, could only made worse. Her two adventure mates understood her mood and from what it came, particularly Hikaru, for who three loving brothers were few to substitute Lantis.

"Fuu…"

He was calling her.

Fearing it was the wind what she heard she didn't answered.

"Fuu… if u don't cover yourself you'll take cold."

The voice said. Two gentle hands replaced the blanket on her shoulders. Fuu looked up and the first thing she saw was a lily, white as snow, laying on the table and then, in the silver light of the waning moon, the shape of who she wanted to see.

"You know I don't want see you cry, I want see you always smiling."

The shape continued drying her tears: by his bare fingers' cold, which was touching her cheeks, she understood that that wasn't a dream, that his touch was real.

"It's really you… Ferio?"

"Why? Who the hell must I be?"

He answered grinning, the grin she loved so much. Fuu watched him, he didn't changed a bit, he wore dresses she never saw on him but he was he. She smiled back and hugged him on impulse burring her face on his chest.

"Ferio… I… I…"

"Ssh… there needn't words: I'm here now and I hold you tight at me, this is the most important thing."

He whispered responding at the embrace, his fingers sank in her curls.

"But… you shiver, and you're so pale. It's better if u come back to bed: I can't afford you'll be sick now I'm here, my dear Fuu."

He sweep her in his arms and led her inside, the blanket slipped again and laid between the balcony and the bedroom; after he led his lover on the bed he recovered the blanket, turned it down until her chin and before she could say something he gave her a sweet, soft and long kiss.

'This is my first kiss with him.' She said to herself closing her eyes. 'What I say: this is my FIRST kiss!' she reformed.

"How is possible you are here? I thought only the Pillar could open the way between our two worlds."

Fuu murmured looking at him. Ferio smiled:

"I wanted to see you again at all cost. If I'm here I must thank Clef…'n' my sister too."

She sprang up watching him confused and deranged. He smiled again.

"Since you'd left" he explained "I've had only a wish: stay with you even if once in my life. Everyday I went to Clef and asked him if he'd found out the way for to join your world and everyday he gave me the same answer: 'Only the Pillar can open the way, I cannot do it even if I'd know how.' But I won't yield, I came on Fahren, and when she knew my journey's reason, Empress Aska had promised me her help: that little girl has an adoration for you and how could I blame her? You are so loving and terribly wonderful. Nevertheless they too couldn't help me so I'd back home."

"Then how could you reach to… to join me?"

She asked moving close to him whom, after looking at her, began telling again.

"Clef was left, he went I don't know where for a kind of meeting, and then Emeraude helped me."

He stopped, unsure if to continue or to avoid this part of the story. She laid a hand on his shoulder and smiling she asked him to continue, that she wanted to know how their wish came true.

"I dreamt her, she looked like the last time I saw her when I was a child. We walked through the palace's garden on the grass, then she showed me some lilies, her favorite, and there I saw your imagine. 'It's sad' she said 'you are so far, now I'm happy but I feel guilt through you: you're my little brother and I'm sorrow for you. But I can help you, I know how you can reach her: it's very difficult and painful, maybe you couldn't succeed but if your wish is sincere… if your love is sincere you'll haven't matters to do it. You must call for help to Clef for open a crossing in the right place and in the right way.' When Clef came back I told him everything and he said me that he knew it, then we at once started the preparations and few time I left he told me somebody was expecting me. 'I don't know who they are' he said 'but they'll help you while you'll stay in the other world. We'll can communicate so call me when you'll find Fuu.' I don't remember what happened then, I think I've lost consciousness and when I woke up they were around me: Mr. Cloud, m.lle Boadicea, Miss Leann 'n' Morima. They was very kind with me: they gave me a house, made me know this world and I, in their help's change, have insist to work in their restaurant. Why are you laughing?"

He asked seeing her laughing hard.

"Nothing, it is… I was imaging you dressed as a waiter. Sorry, but I can't help it! However, what's this restaurant's name?"

Fuu asked when she stopped to laugh and took again her self-control.

"It's the Douglas'"

Fuu'd often listened to talk about that place few blocks far from her school, often after school her schoolmates came there: in the afternoon it was a tea-house and in the evening the district's more exclusive night-club. Fuu regretted she didn't gone there, she called herself baka, if she'd did it they could meet before, stayed more time together. As if sensing her thoughts, Ferio embraced her tingly and stroke her hair slowly.

"I've start to search you soon. I've find you nearly at once but I was afraid, I've wait to know if you'd forgotten me or not, so I've watch you, I've… spy you for a week 'n' more, I've follow you, I've find where you live, I've look on you avoiding u notice me, and I don't understand how this was possible – avoid to run to you-, I've see you every night on your balcony crying and calling me and tonight I can't stop myself: I've must tell you your, mine, our wish was be true."

Saying this he started to kiss her forehead, her eyelids, her cheeks, her lips, once, twice, three times, even more deeply, brushing his hands on her cold arms trying to warm her. He did it long until he saw that she fell asleep in his hold.

Outside, on the table, the lily's whiteness seemed to glow in the waning moon's light.

"Fuu, dear… wake up: it's 07:30 AM! Fuu?!"

The mother came in her youngest daughter's bedroom.

"Fuu, you must ABSOLUTELY stop to sleep with the open window: not only u take cold, but a thief could enter through there. Fuu…"

Elizabeth Houoji, hands on her sides, was been to give a good telling-off in morning early when she saw how glossy were the eyes and how pale were the cheeks of Fuu and her voice from cold 'n' sharp became worried.

"OH MY GOD! Fuu are you OK? You don't look well this morning. You must have some temperature… Kuu! Kuu could you gimme the thermometer? Kuu c'mon, go out from the bathroom! Who do u believe to be?! Cleopatra or Liz Taylor?!"

Fuu smiled hearing her mother insults: when she became angry she expressed her mad-mood in her mother tongue. Elizabeth –or Betsy, how she liked to be called- was a hot-tempered woman, lived in San Francisco till the day she'd decided to follow in Japan Seichiro Houoji, currently her husband and her two daughters' father, and there she taught English in Fuu's school where she was loved by school population. From Betsy they'd inherited the fair hair and the green eyes but Fuu, on the contrary of her sister, had her father's same temper.

The woman went in the passage shouting incomprehensible words; strangely in Fuu's mind came back Caldina with her accent so funny: surely if her and Betsy could been good friends if they could meet. By an association of ideas she thought back to Ferio's and what-was-happened-in-the-night's memories, she sighed at those ghosts believing them only dreams; flopping on the pillow some tears flowed on her face: the fever was in one sense that fantasy's continuation. Her mother came in again shaking the thermometer and slipped it in Fuu's mouth.

"I think it's better you don't leave the bed. Stay down, don't move: I'll talk with that disagreeable Tsukishiro about your chemistry's test, you'll make up for it when you'll back to school. Mmhh? Beauty lily Fuu, where did u buy it? However you'd take one for your sis too! WHAT?! 38° Celsius and half?!? Honey! Call the doctor Fuu has got the flu! Lucky eh? Fall ill in daddy's day-off. Well darling, take care of yourself: see you later."

She kissed her goodbye on her hot forehead.

With the feverish eyes Fuu watched on her writing-desk, stringed in a half-liter mineral water's bottle which she had in her room, the white lily that her love had give her as the silent witness of a tangible reality. She blushed at those new memories and new tears –this time of joy- made her eyes glossier.

A pair of hours later the doctor arrived, after a quick visit he gave her the therapy and putted her on the sick-list for 5 days with the flat order to keep the window closed.

Some times she felt asleep living again in the dream what was happened to her: she was happy –in spite of the flu- that at last they'd stay together, she reddened thinking how she could to let things go in that way.

"Well, I thought it was only a wonderful dream, after all I feel asleep in his arms…"

She said to herself before her common sense.

In the afternoon Hikaru 'n' Umi came to see her.

"What happens Fuu-chan? You seem happy to catch the flu."

Umi winked noticing her friend's ecstatic face.

"Maybe are u happy 'cause you didn't the chem.'s test? Your own is called luck: you know, it was A VERY FEARFUL THING!!!!"

Hikaru cried innocently. Fuu shook her head and hugged both, she told them everything, her face became more shining and her friends were glad for her.

"Fuu… are you SURE you'd told us ALL? Isn't it that you two… considering the hour… do you understood what I mean?"

Umi hissed with the most mischievous voice she was able and a spark of complicity in her gaze addressed to the girl's flush.

"Have u said 'Douglas'" Hikaru mumbled "Indeed recently I've hear some girls talk about a waiter whom work there from about 10 days: from their description at first I though he was him but then I remembered that only the Pillar could open the passage between the Earth and Sephiro and I didn't look after it."

"OK Fuu-chan, now we must go away: take care of yourself. From our side tomorrow we'll go at the Douglas' after lessons 'to investigate' so… we'll let you know."

In February snowed still a bit and the three high-school students came in the teahouse dusting the snow from their coats. They weren't different among the other customers but one of the managers came toward them smiling.

"Les mes clientes préfères ! If you carry on in this way you'll be our principal money's source. Today it's Saint Valentine's day, so I advise you against Leann's specialties."

The woman advised with her charming Provencal accent taking the girls to a table. A waitress soon took their orders.

"Do you see him?"

"No, I don'… oh, he's there!"

"Yet as a waiter Ferio isn't bad, but… had you liked best if 't was him to serve us Fuu?"

Fuu flushed at Umi's gaze looking her hands, then she looked up on him and following him while he came to the bench, took a tray with upon tea 'n' hot chocolate's cups and went back at a table of soppy girls. Feeling her stare on him he turned toward her grinning and she smiled back.

After a bit of time the waitress gave them their ordinations telling that Fuu had adspected for her chocolate's mousse: some minutes after Miss Leann herself went out the kitchen bringing triumphantly a helping of chocolate's mousse flambé –it wasn't exactly what Fuu'd asked for- and with a pompous deed she putted it in front of her saying:

"For melt your heart."

And then she whispered in her ears:

"He'll wait u at 6:30 PM into the wardrobe."

While miss Leann went back to the kitchen Ferio fortuitously passed nearby her and she quickly took him by an arm and turning themselves toward the three girls she declaimed:

" Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus,

Rumoresque senum severiorum

Omnes unius aestimemus assis!

Soles occidere et redire possunt :

Nobis cum semel occidit brevis lux,

Nox est perpetua una dormienda.

Da mi basia mille, deinde centum,

Dein mille altera, dein secunda centum,

Deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum.

Dein, cum milia multa fecerimus,

Conturbabimus illa, ne sciamus,

Aut ne quis malus invidere possit,

Cum tantum sciat esse basiorum."

(OK, I hope you know Latin: I can't help it, I MUST PUT IT HERE!! You'll read, you'll read…. Ndr)

Everybody clapped: during the afternoon she'd been cheer up the customers with poems and passages suitable for the day's Saint alternating with m.lle Boadicea –the Provençal-speeching woman, but she'd recited the V Catullus' ode only for the strange-but-so-cool waiter 'n' for his shy-but-so-graceful girlfriend.

Finished her tea and her mousse flambé –which came out really delicious- she waited the date's time with a little chat, Fuu with an excuse went away from her friends.

"What does he tell her?"

Hikaru asked to Umi.

"Oh… maybe… he'll give her his S. Valentine's gift…"

The brassy plate on the door said 'wardrobe'. Fuu wavered a little before knocking the door.

"Come in Fuu."

She looked for him inside.

"Ferio where are you?"

"Here, at this side!"

Following his voice she got him in a nearby room.

"What did… Ferio!! You could tell me you're changing your clothes!!!"

"But… but I'm still finished!"

He cried out tying his shoes. When he looked up on her and saw his reflection in her eyes something sprang out in his mind: he came close her and fingered one her curl –in three years her hair grew longer now touching her back for his joy 'n' fun- and bend his head to her, their faces at a breath's distance.

"I saw miss Leann herself brought to you the sweet meat."

He whispered not moving his eyes from hers.

"It was a simple chocolate's mousse, flambéed, but it was a simple and classic chocolate's mousse."

"But she brought it to you, and today no-one can trusts in Leann Albatou: this morning she sparkled. She could put one of her 'infamous' secret ingredient in your mousse."

"Ugh… do you think she wants to poison me?"

She chuckled.

"No, but I think she'd made me the same joke…"

Saying this, Ferio locked an arm around her waist, closing the distance between them and with the free hand's fingers he caressed her velvet-like cheek. Fuu felt something moved inner her: with a coup d'Etat her heart deposed her reason asserting its authority immediately and she started to obey at these new laws. Slowly her hands glided from his arms to his shoulders as she closed the distance between their faces laying a tender and hesitant kiss on his lips. An unknown side of her for the first time raised up to let get in hand the situation.

The kiss deepened more than the usual,

**Da mi basia mille, deinde centum – Give me thousands kisses, and then hundreds**

Unbelievably scorching and passionate: this surprised Ferio not few, he didn't expected such rapture from his shy-and-so-loved Fuu, and inside himself he felt she too was amazed by it. He pushed her against the wall, his hands searching a way to reach her flesh, undid her tie's knot of her gray school-dress and freed the firsts three collar-studs of her blouse, his mouth moved along her neck and collarbone while his fingers tried to free some other button to show more her breast's skin. Fuu breathed difficulty, the few reason which she still had commanded her to not make any kind of sound and to concentrate on how to stop what was happening but her heart –her love for him- shushed it, her eyes enfeebled as she felt his kisses on her skin and he just reached to…

"Hay, Paolo & Francesca (these are the protagonists of Hell's 5 canto in the 'Divina Commedia' by Dante Alighieri, if u have the opportunity to read it, you read it. Ndr), I understand you don't want to be disturbed, yet u could do your 'activity' at YOUR HOME TOO."

Mr. Cloud giggled putting his head into the room. Ferio and Fuu parted soon, both blushing, he trying to recover some dignity,

'Hell' he thought 'just at the right moment! Damn you Cloud!'

And she was showing her back at the door.

"Anyhow" the man said as an apology "I went only to inform the miss that her two friends are gone and to give her hers things. Ferio, Mademoiselle."

"I'm sorry," Ferio apologized as the door was closed "I'm REALLY SORRY: I… I don't know what happened to me before."

Fuu didn't look him, intent on taking again her self-control, her reason took again the control, the coup d'Etat was failed. For now.

"Fuu… Fuu please tell me something, tell me if you're angry or not with me."

She started hearing a plea in his voice: she turned and looked into his eyes, her face shocked, she shook her head and smiled sweetly.

"You don't need to apologize, me too don't know what happened to myself: we're quits."

Ferio smiled too and gave a sigh of relief: he was been forgiven, she'd forgive him and that was the most important thing at the moment. He laid a hand on her shoulder and said:

"I see you home, at this hour it's dark and it's dangerous for a charming girl as you to go around alone."

They walked on their way under the umbrella, each staying thing and feeling the other's warmness, and chatted about a lots of things sniggering and joking, especially when Fuu told a little Umi's 'incident' happened in morning during the Biology's lesson. They had only to turn an angle 'n' was arrived, but Ferio said that his duty end there yet he wasn't gone until she was entered into her house.

"Love is blind but neighbors aren't ('Never kiss before home: Love is blind etc.' another idiom. Ndr), at least so said m.lle Boadicea even if I never understood the meaning."

They looked each other for a second without saying a word, both embarrassed because that name had remembered them their little 'incident'.

"Ah…" he said after a while " I forgot to give u this."

From his coat's pocket he took a key with a green satin ribbon tied on and dangled it before her eyes.

"What…"

She asked curious and baffled.

"Miss Leann told me today lovers exchange gifts, even if I think this could be done every day. This is my present for you: the Key of Heaven."

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Well, maybe this one is a 'little' long but I hope you enjoy it. From today I have a new English dictionary: it's on CD Room so it is easier to handle and soon I'll buy a translation processor (thank God for the daddy You give me…).

Now I think you have some questions:

1°) Why is Fuu's mother American?

Because I want justify her blonde and curly hair and her green eyes and because that kind of person is essential for the story.

2°) what does miss Leann put in Fuu's mousse?

One of her aphrodisiac spice which…

"My secret ingredients AREN'T APHRODISIAC Pat-chan!! They are useful to melt people's heart as I said before, and to awaken a sleeping side of someone: I did it for Ferio's sake, u don't know how many times he told me he wants his Fuu a little bit less shy!!!!"

Thanks for the help miss Leann…

For any other questions my e-mail it's always the same: patpatruno@libero.it

PAT-CHAN