Hi y'all!!
What was that? ** sweatdrop * Anyways, this story's ending kind of soon for the sad version. I know, poor Henry. They only had a really short relationship! I've decided to update weekly until summer since homework is starting to pile up again. I'm a surprisingly good student * hides report cards that have 43% on them *. So anyways, yeah…PLEASE REVIEW!! Please sign in when you review so that I can click on your username and review your stories too. Oh, and I have to say that Kim Hayes, From Tokyo to England is sooo good, way better than this fanfic. So is LB's For All Time= New Beginnings. Arigato!
If you don't review, I won't force you * whistles innocently, and hides a sharp object behind her *.
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Watch you smile, Watch you cry
Chapter Twelve= Fixing the Pieces, Shattering Again
"I'm so glad you're here, Mother," Rika said, weakly hugging Miya Nonaka, who had tears streaming down her eyes. Miya wiped her tears away, and opened up several shopping bags, "I've got you a new wedding dress," she said, revealing a white silk dress with satin bow at the back. The dress was slim, and the neckline was cut at the shoulder, drooping or sagging on the shoulders. The neckline was decorated with pearls and fake white sapphires. It had a long sash at the back.
"Um-no ones getting married…" Rika sweat dropped, folding her arms as she lifted herself to face her mother in the eye, flushing brightly. She pondered why her Mother had bought it for her, after all, Mother hadn't met Henry yet…and their relationship hadn't lasted long enough to allow them to get married or anything…she and Henry weren't that close yet, so where would her mom possibly get that idea? She blushed at her thoughts, turned to face her mother.
"Nonsense," her mother frowned, pursing her scarlet lips, "I heard from the news as they interviewed a navy haired boy which they declared Rika Nonaka's boyfriend." Rika sighed with dismay at her mom's quick assumptions as she remembered something from what she had heard from the newspaper she read. A quick frown appeared on her expression as she gently closed her eyes to ponder.
"Ken Nonaka has been sentenced to death penalty for attempting to murder his nineteen years old daughter, Rika Nonaka."
"Is it true?" Rika whispered, tearing her eyes off the old newspaper laid aside from her hospital bed. "That my own father wanted me to die?" She paused, gazing at her mother, whose silent tears started to fall. "I never did know my father. I want to know the truth, and why you two broke up." Rika added softly, nearly inaudibly. She was tightening her grasp on to her bed rail, the cool metal soothing her pain. "I want to know why." She repeated her question's purpose serenely.
"It all happened like this…" Her mother closed her eyes, and began to weave back to a scene: a scene of her life. Her mother's eyes were lowered with shame; her hand was covering her eyes so no one could see the shimmering tears dripping down this near forty years old [okay, her mother had Rika when she was quite young] woman's face. Her breathing was raspy and shallow as she slowly started to speak.
"I was a model, at my success. It was a childhood dream to be photographed in a national magazine so that people would admire me. I was young then, perhaps wild, had many friends because of my popularity, and a dream that cannot shatter. Then, after a year being a model, I've met a new photographer who was very interested in models. I…I feel in love with Ken Nonaka. We started dating…and oh, it was simply wonderful. We got married, and had you. But one day, after few months you were born, I secretly caught him sleeping with another woman, also my best friend. I was so angry. I managed to take over his career and business, forcing him to lose money dramatically. What becomes of him, I didn't know. I didn't know he would take revenge on you…I didn't…" Miya started crying loudly. Rika gave her mother a pitying look.
"Mom, when was my so-called Father's execution date?" Rika asked. Miya looked up, startled, a bit too shocked to speak. Then she finally uttered, May 5th. Rika looked at herself, tears of anger and sadness for her father, hoping that if this was the last thing she ever did, it'll be the right thing. For once in her lifetime.
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I can't believe she did this too me, Henry said, gulping down some alcohol down his throat, his hair all messed up. Heh, an insane grin appeared across his face, twisting his face. I can't believe that I fell for Rika. She was always that blond dude's. I guess my love wasn't enough to prove anything, he thought; his face full of hysterical insanity. I better go away before I hurt her even more. I'm not the one for Rika. I never was. I never am. And I never will be. I will go away, to where I'm really supposed to be, without Rika in it. And start anew. He stared back to the old photo, of which the Digimon Tamers stood proudly after all the disasters were gone. That was then. This is now. He clutched his eyes closed, hugging the picture of cheeriness and delight to his heart.
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"I can't believe he left!!" Jeri shrieked, reading the note that Henry left in his room, "What will Rika do when she gets back to the condos?" Jeri was hysterical while the uneasy, trying-to-sooth-his-hysterical-girlfriend Takato. "Rika was just shattered and left in the hospital and now her boyfriend leaves. This will be too much for my best friend. I'm gonna freak!" Takato looked over his girlfriend's shoulder, and took the note out of her hands. He began to read.
"To friends, Ri, anyone,
I just want to know that love maybe just wasn't around me. Maybe I build up faults, and never heal them. My life was simply broken pieces, anyways, and I thought Rika might heal it all. But I was wrong. I guess this is my fate: to be alone. I just wanted to tell you, I left you because I need to search the world, and begin my life with another fresh start, and hope my faults won't haunt me again. This is time where I recognize where I go wrong, and start blaming myself.
I thought I was in a perfect world, with perfect parents, perfect friends, perfect everything. I guess I was wrong. I was never perfect, or was my dream a fault from the start? I guess I never realized my life was a fault…because all my thoughts…were…wrong. I love you, Rika, and I guess you are the one who made me realized my faults. But when I saw you, Ri, being kissed by Ryuin 3 days again, and your reaction, I've realized falling for you, Ri, was a fault. My life will be faulty, if this is how fate is going to put me through this world. I will fight fate as you said when you [Rika] were fighting against the chaos. I always thought you [Rika] were the one for me, but I guess I was just wrong. You [Rika] probably only thought of me as a friend. I guess that my life will be less painful without my faults, and this is why I choose to move on as my choice. I pray for you the best of luck, and Ri, of you and Ryuin.
On the last word,
Goodbye.
Love, Peace, Starting Anew,
Henry Wong
PS. Love 4ever to you, Ri. Even if I'm not the right one for you.
"He left," Takato said after a long pause, "for no reason." He said faintly, looking at his girlfriend. They were friends of this disastrous, yet still sharing a love bond couple. They hope that this disaster doesn't get worse, and they hope that the love between them will heal again, someday.
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Rika was let go on April 21st. Her arm was still bandaged; however, she was glad she could go on normal, with all her friends around. Hori, and Henry, both at her side. She was loved, from her mother, and boyfriend. She felt light hearted, but she knew she still felt guilt, sorrow, and slight anger for her father: a person who wanted to ruin the life that was already ruined from him leaving. She spotted Jeri coming, clad in khaki pants and a blue top. Rika smiled at her best friend. Jeri's expression seemed nervous and unnatural, but she had tried her best to hide it. Obviously, Rika didn't notice her expression…yet.
"I can't believe it was my father who was behind all this," Rika told Jeri as they hugged in the hospital lounge. Jeri was shrinking from Rika's embrace, hoping that the truth wouldn't kill. She loves Henry. I don't want to be the one who breaks that special bond. But this is the truth. People always live with the truth. Will Rika be one of those people? Jeri fidgeted, trying to get her face straight, "I feel sorry for him, yet I don't. He left me. And tried to kill me." Jeri heard Rika say as they broke apart. Jeri was sure her face was pale, and she felt she had lost her tongue. Rika stared at her blankly, yet confused, "Anything wrong, Jeri?" Rika questioned, concerned.
"Oh nothing, nothing." Jeri wasn't even sure of what she said. She couldn't think straight. She didn't want to hurt her friend, but Rika was going to have to find out very soon. After all, Rika would get suspicious if her boyfriend had disappeared. Jeri had tried to lie, but obviously Rika could see through her falsehood. She frowned. Jeri gave a nervous grin. Oh god, here goes nothing. I'm going to just have to spill it out. I don't want to be the one to this. They've only been lovers for like few weeks! Oh god, why me? This is my best friend! I don't want to be the one who ruins her life with Truth. Rika has already suffered so much, so this is going to kill her. She only loves Henry; I can tell. Jeri knew by the loving look Rika and Henry were sharing about four days ago. They're so in love, so why now? Jeri was about to break down and cry, until Rika interrupted her.
"You're not very good at lying, Jeri." Rika said, raising an eyebrow, "Out with it. Is it about me? Henry? Takato? You?" Rika went wild looking for the answers. Jeri bit her tongue, hoping that her friend could live through this. She squeezed her eyes closed, not wanting to see Rika's expression.
"Yes. It's about you. It's about Henry. He left."
Rika fell on her knees in slow motion; tears sliding down her cheek. This is her. This was her life. She was pieces. She was fixing them. But they shatter. All over again.
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Once again, very short. Please review^_^ Today's my B-Day, so please?
Arigato!
Later,
Lotus-chan
