*laughs* Chapter 2 is out! I'm SO sorry it took so long. I've actually had it sitting
here on my hard drive since about the middle of July. *sweatdrops* I was enjoying my
trip, ok?!
Major thankies to Lexi for editing and sending this story in for me. *tackles*
YOU ROCK, GIRL!
Um... nothing else to say. Additional AN's and Thank You's are the bottom.
Enjoy!
"Moonstruck Icicles"
Chapter 2
By: Amyblue-chan
Rated: PG
E-mail: monicam_1@yahoo.com
Sapphire eyes seeked emerald ones in the impossibly large room.
She had no reason of doing so... yet her heart was beating hard in
her chest, a mix of dread and excitement flooding through her.
Could she bear whatever she saw? Would the efforts to prove her mind
wrong be naught?
She took in her surroundings slowly, unaware of the glances directed
at her. It was unusual to find herself in such a peculiar situation.
'And in such an outfit.' Her mind completed for her, a blush creeping to
her cheeks.
Some faces were vaguely familiar; others, ones she had never seen
before. The room was dark and barren of every type of furniture, all signs of
the usual, comfortable family room vanished. A small breeze flew in from the
opened balconies, cooling down the heated air.
Wherever she looked, bodies were in motion. Some moved to the latest dance
track, fresh from Europe's clubs. Then, as her eyes adjusted to the
multi-colored lights springing from the ceiling, she saw others locked in
passionate embraces; lost in their own worlds to such a point that the noise
around them could've been the faint flutter of butterfly wings. Or...
'Of tears dropping.' She thought bitterly to herself.
There he was.
Dancing ever so slowly that any subtle movement was a dagger to
Ami's heart. Those strong arms that had once protected her were wrapped
around a slim, petite brunette. He looked up, as if having felt her.
Two gazes met right then. One, a bright blue. The other, a deep green.
Anger. Betrayal. Confusion. Surprise. Jealousy. Sorrow. Love.
They all flashed in her eyes before she looked away and fled the room.
Had she waited one more second, she would've seen the cloud of grief that came
over his eyes; seen the same surprise and confusion reflected in his own green orbs;
seen him look up and try to call her name; seen him in his own battle of pride, hurt
and love; seen him gently push away the brunette; heard the sigh that left his
lips when she fled. Finally, she would have seen him desperately weaving through
the crowds of people, his only goal to follow her.
The Fates didn't give her that second. They knew it was what she desired the most,
yet they took it away from her. There was something else... Something that both
of them would need to experience.
Instead, she was consumed with a new wave of grief, and the bitter knowledge that
her mind had been right all along. He had found someone else. He had moved on.
He was happy... And she was still helplessly hanging on to something that had
ceased to exist in the blink of an eye.
Or so it seemed.
Cursing herself for being foolish, yet still reluctant to accept what she had just seen,
she ran. It didn't matter where she went, or how she got there. She needed to get away.
To escape. From everything and anything.
But her thoughts kept drifting back to the scene she had just witnessed; and to her own
battle, in her room, over an hour ago.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Was it possible?
Could her mind really be deciding something that in her heart felt
so right? Were reason and logic more powerful than love? Could they be?
She sighed again as her mind recalled time after time when he had not
been there for her, when she had cried over him, when it seemed all
was lost.
But it wasn't. Not if she looked deep down.
'What about when he found someone else?' Her mind seemed to whisper. It
echoed endlessly, a cruel reminder fit to collapse the barriers around her heart.
Covering her ears to stop the painful words, she shook her head violently
and yelled into her mind that it was wrong, that it couldn't be. It could
never be. She kept on, trying to drown the accusations with her own denial.
It was no use.
'You know it's true. You saw them, with your own eyes. Admit it, why don't you?
Is he really worth it? So much that every night it pities me to see
you in such a state?'
'How can you do this to me?' She bit back, angrily.
'How can you do this to yourself?' It answered, the calm contrasting with the
bubbling anger inside Ami.
'You know I love him. How can you be so selfish?'
'How can you blame me when all I'm trying to do is protect you from what the
heart overlooks at a moment like this?'
'I-I...' She closed her eyes and sighed, silently cursing her mind for always
seeming to be right; yet ignoring its words at the same time.
She knew what her mind was trying to do. It was trying to confuse her,
make her see the many things that were wrong. It failed, however, in
making sure her decision was what it wanted to be. Instead, it made her
heart beat faster, her cheeks flush with color at a memory... and then
at the possibilty of having him wrap his arms around her again, of his
lips touching hers in the softest of kisses...
She smiled. It was the only genuine smile she had had for weeks,
breaking through hundreds of fake ones.
She had won. Again. She blocked out her mind, just as she had for the last few months.
If being cold and reasonble had prevented her so many times in the past from being
happy, what good would it be to continue like that now? How could her mind know what was
right? Or wrong, if the issue concerned matters way beyond its knowledge?
Listening to her heart, and finding warmth in doing so, she knew what she had to do...
What she wanted to do.
Reason and logic could be useful for a great many things, but not when one's
happiness was at stake. Not when they concerned matters of the heart.
Looking up to meet her reflection in the mirror once again, her eyes showed the
determination that was slowly creeping to her heart, yet she sought, almost desperately,
for courage.
It was not there.
Was she weak? Perhaps, but she would overcome it. She needed to. Taking a deep
breath to calm her rapidly beating heart and to gather up the little strength she
still had left; she dabbed on some raspberry lip gloss, dried the remaining path of
her tears, combed her hair and changed her clothes. She gave her mirror a half
smile as she grabbed her keys and headed out the door.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~
And it had been with that same resolution that Mizuno Ami left her house late one
Saturday night, only to have wished she never had.
~*~
TBC...
Well? Liked it? Hated it? Any comments or suggestions are welcome (even flames *giggles)
at monicam_1@yahoo.com. I really won't make any promises about Chapter 3... It'll be out
when it's out. Or, in other words, when I have a spare day and dedicate it to the story.
A BIG thank you to those who wrote about Chapter 1. I really appreciate it!
~Amy
****Never say never and don't wait forever.****
-Evan and Jaron
here on my hard drive since about the middle of July. *sweatdrops* I was enjoying my
trip, ok?!
Major thankies to Lexi for editing and sending this story in for me. *tackles*
YOU ROCK, GIRL!
Um... nothing else to say. Additional AN's and Thank You's are the bottom.
Enjoy!
"Moonstruck Icicles"
Chapter 2
By: Amyblue-chan
Rated: PG
E-mail: monicam_1@yahoo.com
Sapphire eyes seeked emerald ones in the impossibly large room.
She had no reason of doing so... yet her heart was beating hard in
her chest, a mix of dread and excitement flooding through her.
Could she bear whatever she saw? Would the efforts to prove her mind
wrong be naught?
She took in her surroundings slowly, unaware of the glances directed
at her. It was unusual to find herself in such a peculiar situation.
'And in such an outfit.' Her mind completed for her, a blush creeping to
her cheeks.
Some faces were vaguely familiar; others, ones she had never seen
before. The room was dark and barren of every type of furniture, all signs of
the usual, comfortable family room vanished. A small breeze flew in from the
opened balconies, cooling down the heated air.
Wherever she looked, bodies were in motion. Some moved to the latest dance
track, fresh from Europe's clubs. Then, as her eyes adjusted to the
multi-colored lights springing from the ceiling, she saw others locked in
passionate embraces; lost in their own worlds to such a point that the noise
around them could've been the faint flutter of butterfly wings. Or...
'Of tears dropping.' She thought bitterly to herself.
There he was.
Dancing ever so slowly that any subtle movement was a dagger to
Ami's heart. Those strong arms that had once protected her were wrapped
around a slim, petite brunette. He looked up, as if having felt her.
Two gazes met right then. One, a bright blue. The other, a deep green.
Anger. Betrayal. Confusion. Surprise. Jealousy. Sorrow. Love.
They all flashed in her eyes before she looked away and fled the room.
Had she waited one more second, she would've seen the cloud of grief that came
over his eyes; seen the same surprise and confusion reflected in his own green orbs;
seen him look up and try to call her name; seen him in his own battle of pride, hurt
and love; seen him gently push away the brunette; heard the sigh that left his
lips when she fled. Finally, she would have seen him desperately weaving through
the crowds of people, his only goal to follow her.
The Fates didn't give her that second. They knew it was what she desired the most,
yet they took it away from her. There was something else... Something that both
of them would need to experience.
Instead, she was consumed with a new wave of grief, and the bitter knowledge that
her mind had been right all along. He had found someone else. He had moved on.
He was happy... And she was still helplessly hanging on to something that had
ceased to exist in the blink of an eye.
Or so it seemed.
Cursing herself for being foolish, yet still reluctant to accept what she had just seen,
she ran. It didn't matter where she went, or how she got there. She needed to get away.
To escape. From everything and anything.
But her thoughts kept drifting back to the scene she had just witnessed; and to her own
battle, in her room, over an hour ago.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Was it possible?
Could her mind really be deciding something that in her heart felt
so right? Were reason and logic more powerful than love? Could they be?
She sighed again as her mind recalled time after time when he had not
been there for her, when she had cried over him, when it seemed all
was lost.
But it wasn't. Not if she looked deep down.
'What about when he found someone else?' Her mind seemed to whisper. It
echoed endlessly, a cruel reminder fit to collapse the barriers around her heart.
Covering her ears to stop the painful words, she shook her head violently
and yelled into her mind that it was wrong, that it couldn't be. It could
never be. She kept on, trying to drown the accusations with her own denial.
It was no use.
'You know it's true. You saw them, with your own eyes. Admit it, why don't you?
Is he really worth it? So much that every night it pities me to see
you in such a state?'
'How can you do this to me?' She bit back, angrily.
'How can you do this to yourself?' It answered, the calm contrasting with the
bubbling anger inside Ami.
'You know I love him. How can you be so selfish?'
'How can you blame me when all I'm trying to do is protect you from what the
heart overlooks at a moment like this?'
'I-I...' She closed her eyes and sighed, silently cursing her mind for always
seeming to be right; yet ignoring its words at the same time.
She knew what her mind was trying to do. It was trying to confuse her,
make her see the many things that were wrong. It failed, however, in
making sure her decision was what it wanted to be. Instead, it made her
heart beat faster, her cheeks flush with color at a memory... and then
at the possibilty of having him wrap his arms around her again, of his
lips touching hers in the softest of kisses...
She smiled. It was the only genuine smile she had had for weeks,
breaking through hundreds of fake ones.
She had won. Again. She blocked out her mind, just as she had for the last few months.
If being cold and reasonble had prevented her so many times in the past from being
happy, what good would it be to continue like that now? How could her mind know what was
right? Or wrong, if the issue concerned matters way beyond its knowledge?
Listening to her heart, and finding warmth in doing so, she knew what she had to do...
What she wanted to do.
Reason and logic could be useful for a great many things, but not when one's
happiness was at stake. Not when they concerned matters of the heart.
Looking up to meet her reflection in the mirror once again, her eyes showed the
determination that was slowly creeping to her heart, yet she sought, almost desperately,
for courage.
It was not there.
Was she weak? Perhaps, but she would overcome it. She needed to. Taking a deep
breath to calm her rapidly beating heart and to gather up the little strength she
still had left; she dabbed on some raspberry lip gloss, dried the remaining path of
her tears, combed her hair and changed her clothes. She gave her mirror a half
smile as she grabbed her keys and headed out the door.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~~~~~~~
And it had been with that same resolution that Mizuno Ami left her house late one
Saturday night, only to have wished she never had.
~*~
TBC...
Well? Liked it? Hated it? Any comments or suggestions are welcome (even flames *giggles)
at monicam_1@yahoo.com. I really won't make any promises about Chapter 3... It'll be out
when it's out. Or, in other words, when I have a spare day and dedicate it to the story.
A BIG thank you to those who wrote about Chapter 1. I really appreciate it!
~Amy
****Never say never and don't wait forever.****
-Evan and Jaron
