Sunday, lovely Sunday

Sunday, lovely Sunday

By Pat-chan

Chapter 5: Triumph of strawberries with white chocolate's mousse

The Douglas' had been open since few, the waiters were busy to sweep the floor and to set the tables, a noise of pots and water came from the kitchen with Miss Leann's sensual voice, she was singing a sad Italian song.

A girl with light chestnut hair greeted Ferio.

" Hi Ambrosia! Does Miss Leann be in a bad mood?"

" No, today is the anniversary and she is a little bit sad. To tell the truth today there are many events to remember - even, to forget - so the Mistress has come here to make sure that everything goes well."

" But... I know this song."

Fuu exclaimed.

(...) di quei violini suonati dal vento

l'ultimo bacio mia dolce bambina

brucia sul viso come gocce di limone

l'eroico coraggio di un feroce addio (...)

Fuu remembered where she had heard that song. Aunt Yuriko had given Kuu a CD of an Italian singer with whom she had played: she needed the arcs for her concert and her was been found among the 5- three violinists and two cellists - who they had been chosen. She liked so much her song that Yuriko had decided to buy some to hand out in family. Fuu loved that marvelously sad song even if she didn't understand the meaning of the words.

Ferio made sit his beloved on a stool and he wondered if was possible order something to take away. Ambrosia answered that shortly the cakes would have been ready, just the last retouches: in fact, Miss Leann had found an old recipe give her by a hers old friend, something really special.

" Well, we could be the first to taste this new specialty!"

Fuu teased. Ferio looked at her with a mischievous glance.

" And suffer the same effects of the last time? I would not dislike it..."

" Ferio...!"

She scolded him snickering; she then blushed. She also would not have disliked it.

Both turned toward the stair that carried to the superior floor: somebody was descending.

" Mistress!"

All the waiters exclaimed at the unison when the woman appeared in the door surrounded by other five persons, among whom Mr. Cloud and M.lle Boadicea, who was pale. The "Mistress" was not very older than Fuu and she was the more beautiful girl that both has never seen, more beautiful even than Emeraude: her blonde hair had braided and picked up in a knot and despite the summer heat her arms had covered by the white lace's dress's sleeves and by the gloves and her legs by light stockings of cotton, in a hand she held a hat of straw and tied up at the other wrist a fan, she seemed gotten out of a book of tales. Fuu gathered her jade' eyes and recognized her.

" Ah-a... the world is really small:" the girl exclaimed " what does have carried you here, Houojii-san?"

" Therefore I am not wrong! I am surprise to see you in this place, Djashem-san"

Fuu answered embarrassed: Djashem-san was the most popular girl of the whole school, she was even known by the students of the other schools, even if this annoyed her not little. Since the first day of high school Eirihin - this was her name - had drawn the attention of everybody not only for her ethereal and diaphanous look or for her results gained in the study or for her great talent for the cello, but above all for something which was her own and which was emanated from all her person for then spread out all around.

" Why do you have stayed been struck dumb Houojii-san? You should know that I don't devour the people."

" Here, I... I... I hope that you won't me to become the joke of the day tomorrow at school!"

She exclaimed trying to defend from any probable joke of bad taste.

" How dare you address in this way..."

" Lets stay Ret, she has not done anything of bad."

With a quick gesture she made calm down the man and she returned to Fuu.

" Do you believe me able of such actions? You disappoint me Houojii Fuu, I thought that you are more reasonable. But don't fear: only if somebody else beyond me has see you that will be known; for what concern me, it don't have any importance with whom you spend your free time: you can throw yourself to sea, it doesn't touch me."

Ferio and Fuu stayed astonished by so much indifference, she was so distant and didn't show any emotion, as if she doesn't belong to that world.

" Miss Mistress! " Miss Leann stormed into room and embraced the girl " Finally you have decided to come here! Bad, you must come before."

" LEANN!!!"

Everybody exclaimed in chorus, but the cook didn't give them attention and addressed to the couple:

" I have listened that you have known about my last newness: it is the triumph of strawberries with mousse of white chocolate, a true deliciousness. If you wish, I could carry you two portions to take away. But how I am foolish, I have not done the introductions: Miss these are Ferio and F..."

" So you would be Ferio. You don't resemble much to your older sister: Emeraude had an exceptional sense of duty."

The girl said lifting the boy's chin with her fan's tip slightly and scrutinizing him with her eyes, which didn't show any emotion. Ferio and Fuu froze: how was possible that Djashem-san knew Princess Emeraude?

" Why do you be amazed by this? After all if you are here, it is me whom you must thank, even if it is Anahii who..."

" Thanny! " Miss Leann corrected from kitchen" Mistress, you know very well that my Madame want to be called Thanny!"

" … if she hasn't insisted so much, you would have stayed in Sephiro racking your brain for find a way to join the Earth and you would have continued to destroy yourself in crying."

Both wide their eyes staying been struck dumb for some minutes, then one same thought crossed their minds and before they could ask something, the girl answered:

" It is not hard understand why Anahii..."

" THANNY!!"

" ... had done such a thing: she has a visceral passion for this kind of stories, when she has some the free time..."

"THE RARE TIMES SHE HAD SOME."

" ... she spends it watching soap-opera, telenovelas, film about love of the kind of 'Gone with the wind' and 'Pretty Woman' and reading the most mawkish romances that have never been written by the human kind" Here her voice became flushed with an imperceptible hue of disgust " when she has known about your situation, she has so much whipped her brother...."

" You would mean ' frustrate,' " Fuu corrected, " nobody is so perverted to whip the own brother!"

" No, whip: Phabien hanged up by his feet and struck with the whips and the scourge and with salt put on the wounds. However he is the pervert, not Anahii."

" T-H-A-N-N-Y!!!!!"

Miss Leann thundered from kitchen, everybody sweat dropped.

" The juice of the story is that at the end we have decided to satisfy her and to allow you to leave Sephiro."

Eirihin finished purring a cup of tea of Ceylon. Few after Miss Leann got out of kitchen with a box and handed it at the two lovers:

" This is for you, the house offers. Aha, Ferio: for the next week I want the answer for that business we have proposed you; I ask it because I am the most impudent of everybody. One last thing guys: I recommend to find a fine calm spot for eat this cake."

Miss Leann concluded with her grin.

At 4:10 PM the couple got out of the place a bit amazed from what they had listened, but above all they wondered why and how Djashem-san has known Princess Emeraude.

" Well, if we want to know the answer at this question tomorrow I could ask to her, ok?" concluded Fuu, but she then exclaimed " Oh My! The other day I have forgotten at your home a CD that Seiji-san had lent me! I must give it back yesterday."

Ferio smiled and suggested:

" We go to take it and we take advantage to eat the cake with calm and then we do the famous walk in Center. Do you want?"

Upon each slice of cake there was a decoration, which remembered a flower made by small slices of strawberries as petals, and in the center a shiny entire strawberry: it made come hunger only looking at it.

Ferio set the two dishes and the glasses of ice tea on the low table in the living room and both sat on the carpet. Fuu had lit the CD reader and the room became full of the sound of a piano.

" In this collection there is too the piece that I will play at the scholastic festival. Tell me what you think about it."

" Tell me when we are listening it."

He answered stealing Fuu's strawberry. She widened her eyes and shouted:

" Give me back that strawberry! N-no!!"

Fuu had an impulse of terror when Ferio pretended to eat the strawberry, but he quickly made her eat it: they looked an instant and they then broke out to laugh.

Finished the cake, the air was full with the notes of the passage that Fuu would have played at the festival. Ferio embraced the young girl and whispered in her ear.

" This music is beautiful, but played by you it will become stupendous. My love…"

Fuu was surprised to don't blush: usually in that situation her cheeks became flushed of red, why then it didn't happen?

Fuu decided to abandon at Ferio's hold and she raised the look to the ceiling: she had not ever noticed the frescos that decorated it; Miss Leann had really a good taste.

" I love you."

" I know it. I love you too."

" Hug me strong, hold me tight to you."

" Why this outburst of affection? Fuu, you haven't ever asked me that."

" I don't know it. I want it and that's enough, I don't know why. And I don't want go out."

" Do you want to stay here?"

" Yes."

Ferio pulled closer Fuu and began to kiss her. The melody was repeated gently as if an elf has charmed the CD reader.

Fuu felt her heart gain an advantage on her conscience while her beloved's kisses became deeper and for an instant she was afraid. Then a thought, a revelation: she realized that this was what she really wanted, it was her hidden desire that came floating, which was what was missing. She let that his touch becomes more intrusive, his caresses challenge the intimate jealousy of her own skin and she exchanged loaded of the same feelings.

Fuu looked the door without breath and opened it.

" Fuu, why you are so la... eh... ethciù... late? You must be home more than half an hour ago!" Kuu scolded from the living room, then added, " It is the moment to keep the promise that you have done me this morning."

" Which promise?"

She wondered smiling. Her sister noticed her smile: that smile was familiar, but it was not the usual smile of her little sister.

" You have promised me that you would have told me everything."

" Everything what?"

" Don't do the naïve: everything what you have done today at the Fairy Park with your boyfriend! C'mon sis, I won't tell it to mama and papa."

Fuu froze: everything? Even what have happened at Ferio's house? No, that was a thing too private and personal to talk about with anybody. Must she lie to her sister? She didn't like the idea at all, but what could she do?

" Oh... we was been at the Fairy Park: we have seen the concerto of beginning month, have gone for a walk in the botanical garden, then the merry-go-rounds and we have left."

" Where do you have gone?"

Kuu asked malicious.

" We have eaten a cake to the Douglas' and then... "

And then she couldn't tell what had happened.

" And then...?"

" And then nothing, only a walk in the Center: I am late because we have not been able to catch the train of the 6:10 PM and I have gone back walking."

Fuu laid going up the staircases. A revelation thundered the mind of Kuu: that smile... it was the same that their mother often had when she looked at their father. But why did her sister smile in that way?

Fuu stretched upon her bed embracing the pillow and she stared the ceiling and the walls of her room: a printing of ' The Dame of the ermine ', the playbill of ' Romeo& Juliet ', a poster of R.E.M., some photo by her sister during their last holydays in USA and on her desk a photo of her Hikaru and Umi at Tokyo Tower. She turned around on her stomach and tightening the pillow, she thought to what had happened and she wondered where she has taken all that passion: her mother had the warm blood, it is true, but she had the Houojii's cold temper and therefore she didn't understand.

Fuu remembered what once Miss Leann had said about her secret ingredients:

" My secret ingredients are used only to wake up a sleeping side of the people: if inside of himself a man is possessive, they help him to do come out this possessiveness. I put the hand on the fire that you are passionate as your mother, but it is hidden and you must wake up it if you want live happy."

Miss Leann was right: now she was very happier.

And continuing to think about what had been and at what could be her life, Fuu fell asleep.

The next morning Fuu came radiant at school. All her classmates were astonished to see her of excellent mood. Nevertheless the test of contemporary Japanese was not easy.

Before the beginning of the lessons, Umi joined Hikaru and Fuu in their classroom, and when she asked at her friend what had happened Sunday, she obtained as answer a smile.

" Don't worry Umi-chan: it is since this morning that Fuu-chan smiles and doesn't want to explain me why."

" Fuu... it is not that you two..." Umi whispered slyly "… you have understood what I mean..."

" It isn't what you are thinking, Umi-san."

" What?! But are you stupid? The first time that you could spend some time alone and you do nothing?!"

" Don't shout so loud! And then since when do you try to imitate my mother?"

" Since when she is my English Literature's teacher, her lessons are so amusing: I often wonder how it is possible that Betsy is your mother."

" Umi-chan why do you call Houojii-sensei by name? She your teacher, isn't she?"

" She prefers to be called Betsy."

Umi and Fuu said together. The bell rang the first lesson and Umi went back in her classroom.

The computer's club members were busy in the realization of the scholastic festival's pamphlets and depliants and Fuu, being the president, was busy in the scanning and in the lettering of both: even the club mates had noticed the strange change of their president.

" Non, Haruko: what do you thing has happened to Houojii-senpai? I don't have sight her ever so radiant."

" I have heard tell that yesterday have sight her with Kisaragi-senpai at the kiosk of the Fairy Park."

" Non sense: Kisaragi-senpai's new girlfriend is Oota-kun of 2-H! I have sight them kissing few far from the field of athletics."

" Yesterday I have seen at Fairy Park that strange-but-so-cool waiter and, for your joy and of the other members of the DSBCW fan club, he was alone!"

" Really?!"

" Ah-a, a little bit bruised but alone."

" Awww... I have wanted to be there for take care of his wound."

" However he could be with..."

" Hey Fuu-san!"

Seiji entered the room carrying a pile of turquoise sheets. All the present girls became salt at the sight of so much beauty. Fuu smiled at her childhood's old friend and did to take the sheets but Seiji set them on the table and he grabbed her by the waist.

" Why you yesterday have escaped?"

" They were waiting me. Please, let me go: we have much job to develop in these days and I don't want to waste time."

Fuu tried to wriggle but he tightened her stronger. She looked at him surprised: Ferio would have become furious as possessive as he was, he would have been able also to do him in pieces; but the thing which amazed her more was the way Seiji looked at her, he had the same look of Ferio when they were alone.

" You and your friends could join us: we would have enjoyed much."

" Ahem... we wanted to be alone."

She was able to free herself from his vice and she went back to her job.

" You know, you yesterday seemed different, you were much... beautiful."

' And say beautiful is few.' Seiji thought between himself. Everybody were struck dumb listening that phrase: Kisaragi-senpai, the most wanted boy of the school, had told to Houojii-senpai, the most antisocial girl of St. Anne's history, that she was very beautiful? Did the World have begun to turn at the contrary?!

" And even today you are more beautiful than the usual, you seem different..."

Fuu didn't move her eyes from her pc's monitor, neither she blushed but she just say:

" Oota-san could become jealous."

Seiji froze at those words and without tell one word he got out of the room.

The members of the club commented with low voice what was happened, anybody had gone to Oota-kun for tell her everything.

Fuu carried on with her job thinking about the preceding day, she had not surprised that Seiji had noticed that she had changed, because it was the truth: just Sunday she had waked up again a sleeping part of herself; not the Knight who fought for a distant world, but the sweet and tender lover who with overwhelming passion was able to give at her beloved all herself.

After all, was she or not Betsy's daughter?

============================ THE END ==========================

And so ends my first faaAAARGH!!!

Insipid end, true? Certainly that Pat-chan (who is a discreet writer) could undertake more. And if she has given more space to me, the super sexy Miss Leann, it would have been better; even, if I had stayed the protagonist, this story would have been a true bomb ;) After all if those two has arrived where they have arrived (I have insisted to add that part, but the crazy one has not wanted to listen me) it is all my deserve and of my secret ingredients.

The title of the chapter is the name of the cake, which I have used for the purpose, the song that I sang to the Douglas' is " L'ultimo bacio " (the last kiss) by Carmen Consoli, one of the few Italian singer whom worth something, while the passage of Chopin that does as background at the chapter is " Nocturne in E-flat major, op. 9 no. 2 " and if you have the possibility to listen to them, do it!

Don't worry for Pat-chan, she at the moment is closed in the bathroom^ _^

And would whoever be closed in the bathroom?! Leann, this is my space! How do you have dared steal it?! I remember you that I am your creator and that you owe me respect!

Apologize her, I should give her some sedatives but I am not still going to do the recipe. And now thing could tell? She has told all!

Well, my second fan fic " My daughter etc..." is still it stops to the second chapter, I suggest to read it if you want to know better Betsy, co-protagonist with Fuu and Ferio.

I thank those - well, really few - whom have supported me in this project,

References to facts or real people are purely casual and for whoever wants to write me, my email is: patachan83@hotmail.com

Pat-chan

And Miss Leann!

Guys, how will you do without me? T_T

Shut up!! Apologize her, she is too much exhibitionist...

NO! I REBEL AT THIS INAUSPICIOUS DESTINY! IT COULDN'T PUT AWAY A REFINED, MARVELOUS AND TO TELL THE TRUTH SO MUCH BEAUTIFULL WOMAN AS ME!

WHY, WHY DON'T I APPEAR ALSO IN "MY DAUGHTER IS MARRYING A PRINCE FROM A DIFFERENT WORLD"?! THIS IS CALLED DISCRIMINATION... SES... RAC... WELL, I DON'T KNOW OF WHICH KIND, BUT IT IS DISCRIMINATION!!!

I, FOUNDER OF...MMHPFH...!

Forgive her T_T

Good-bye and thanks!

Pat-chan

(This time IT is really the end)