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
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
