Two Halves, Into a Whole
By: Gingko-chan
Hello people, err...person...this is the third chapter of my fic. Sorry to all those who actually read this, but I was lazy. Newayz, this chapter will probably be short too, but who knows? I try to make it long, but it always ends up so much shorter, -_-; Newayz, enjoy! Oh, and I don't own anything!
It had been two weeks, two whole weeks without any sign of Tohru, absolutely nothing.
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"Gomenasai, we have already done everything we can. Authorities on surrounding coasts were notified last week, but they have also come up with anything. We are very, very sorry for your loss..."
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"Honda,Tohru. 16 years old." The stamp was lowered, and it came down to the papers, "Deceased."
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"Hello, may I speak to Uotani Arisa-san please..."
"Yeah, whatever...PHONE!!"
"COMING!!!"
There was a pause, before the familiar sound of Uotani Arisa came on the line, "Hello?"
"Hello, Uotani-san? This is Souma Yuki."
"Oh hi, Prince, have they found Tohru yet?"
Her voice was a good impression of someone trying to act as if nothing was wrong, it sounded steady on the outside, but it was underlined with shakiness, and worry.
"Well, there's something we need to tell you, and we thought it would be better if we told it to you in person, could we come to your house now?"
"No, don't come over to my house, we'll meet at Hana's house in an hour, 'kay? Seeya!"
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Both of Tohru's friends widened their eyes. The taller, blond haired girl was the first to speak, "What do you mean dead! She can't be! She just can't. The body was never found, maybe she's still out there, don't give up on finding her! Hana, you can still sense her, can't you? Ca..."
Then, she lowered her head, and with a barely audible 'sorry...', she walked off, with her head down, and her eyes dark. Both Kyou and Yuki looked at her retreating back, Yuki was the first to speak.
"It's better if we leave her alone. she and Honda-san were really close before...I think she needs to be left alone..."
"You mean them, don't you? Hanajima left a while ago...they both need some time."
"Mmm..."
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Yuki, Kyou, and other members of the Juunishi, walked up to the altar. It was decorated with sprigs of white lilies, and baby-breath, as well as other flowers arranged in wreaths and bunches...funeral flowers. They were almost choking in their sweet perfume.
They walked up to the altar, and they were given incense to put at the altar, but the picture, immediately brought back a lot of memories. The picture was of her smiling, happily, beautifully. The sun shone behind her, illuminating her innocent face. Yuki heard Kisa choke back a sob behind him, Momiji quietly whispered to her, and Hiro patted her back.
Yuki bowed respectfully and deeply to Tohru's family, and offered his condolences, and the rest of the Juunishi followed his example.
Then, they walked off to join the other guests; students and teachers of their school, others that had been close to either Tohru, or her mother. The second meal of the funeral would soon commence.
As they made their way to the place where they would dine, images kept on flashing through Yuki's mind.
A quiet, embarrased 'sorry' spoken when they had first brought her to their house to live
A sweet, shy smile when he had given her those ribbons
An happy, bright smile when he had given her strawberries
Her embarrassed face when he had complimented on how cute she looked in the outfit Ayame had made for her
Her smiling, and humming when she cleaned the house
Her smile, and good morning when he poked his head into the kitchen
Her face, as she was swept into the sea by the waves
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Yuki ended sitting next to Hanajima. She was dressed entirely in black, and it just made her seem paler, and the circles under her eyes darker, and her eyes redder. She didn't look like she had slept very well, probably cried herself to sleep. Uotani didn't look that much better, and she kept glaring at people around her.
None of them talked to each other, only half-hearted 'hello's were exchanged.
Suddenly, a scream of 'Ghost!!' was heard from the direction of the altar, and all the guests immediately ran to see what the matter was, Yuki was at the head of the crowd.
When he got there, he saw the woman, white as a sheet, pointing at a slim girl standing in front of her.
A girl with long, dark brown hair blowing in the wind, smiled serenely at the setting sun, she was dressed in a soft, butter yellow summer dress, the flimsy-outer dress was patterned in tiny white daisies, while the dress under was a single color, making the daisies stand out. Her chocolate brown eyes sparkled in the waning sunlight.
The girl standing in front of the stricken woman, turned to face the crowd, and strands of her dark brown hair whipped about her face, and her chocolate brown eyes.
Yuki stared at the girl in shock, and slowly, a word came to his mouth, Tohru...but it can't be...
"Tohru?..."
"Honestly, how many times do I have to tell all of you, that I'm not my aneki!", the girl had her hands on her hips, and she was glaring at the crowd.
To be continued...
Hiya! I haven't updated in soooo long! But I hope you enjoy the story, and since I still think it's still too short, I'm putting in another chapter, so please R&R!
Ciao!
Gingko-chan*
Quick Japanese Vocab. Aneki --> elder sister
Gomenasai --> sorry
By: Gingko-chan
Hello people, err...person...this is the third chapter of my fic. Sorry to all those who actually read this, but I was lazy. Newayz, this chapter will probably be short too, but who knows? I try to make it long, but it always ends up so much shorter, -_-; Newayz, enjoy! Oh, and I don't own anything!
It had been two weeks, two whole weeks without any sign of Tohru, absolutely nothing.
"Gomenasai, we have already done everything we can. Authorities on surrounding coasts were notified last week, but they have also come up with anything. We are very, very sorry for your loss..."
"Honda,Tohru. 16 years old." The stamp was lowered, and it came down to the papers, "Deceased."
"Hello, may I speak to Uotani Arisa-san please..."
"Yeah, whatever...PHONE!!"
"COMING!!!"
There was a pause, before the familiar sound of Uotani Arisa came on the line, "Hello?"
"Hello, Uotani-san? This is Souma Yuki."
"Oh hi, Prince, have they found Tohru yet?"
Her voice was a good impression of someone trying to act as if nothing was wrong, it sounded steady on the outside, but it was underlined with shakiness, and worry.
"Well, there's something we need to tell you, and we thought it would be better if we told it to you in person, could we come to your house now?"
"No, don't come over to my house, we'll meet at Hana's house in an hour, 'kay? Seeya!"
Both of Tohru's friends widened their eyes. The taller, blond haired girl was the first to speak, "What do you mean dead! She can't be! She just can't. The body was never found, maybe she's still out there, don't give up on finding her! Hana, you can still sense her, can't you? Ca..."
Then, she lowered her head, and with a barely audible 'sorry...', she walked off, with her head down, and her eyes dark. Both Kyou and Yuki looked at her retreating back, Yuki was the first to speak.
"It's better if we leave her alone. she and Honda-san were really close before...I think she needs to be left alone..."
"You mean them, don't you? Hanajima left a while ago...they both need some time."
"Mmm..."
Yuki, Kyou, and other members of the Juunishi, walked up to the altar. It was decorated with sprigs of white lilies, and baby-breath, as well as other flowers arranged in wreaths and bunches...funeral flowers. They were almost choking in their sweet perfume.
They walked up to the altar, and they were given incense to put at the altar, but the picture, immediately brought back a lot of memories. The picture was of her smiling, happily, beautifully. The sun shone behind her, illuminating her innocent face. Yuki heard Kisa choke back a sob behind him, Momiji quietly whispered to her, and Hiro patted her back.
Yuki bowed respectfully and deeply to Tohru's family, and offered his condolences, and the rest of the Juunishi followed his example.
Then, they walked off to join the other guests; students and teachers of their school, others that had been close to either Tohru, or her mother. The second meal of the funeral would soon commence.
As they made their way to the place where they would dine, images kept on flashing through Yuki's mind.
A quiet, embarrased 'sorry' spoken when they had first brought her to their house to live
A sweet, shy smile when he had given her those ribbons
An happy, bright smile when he had given her strawberries
Her embarrassed face when he had complimented on how cute she looked in the outfit Ayame had made for her
Her smiling, and humming when she cleaned the house
Her smile, and good morning when he poked his head into the kitchen
Her face, as she was swept into the sea by the waves
Yuki ended sitting next to Hanajima. She was dressed entirely in black, and it just made her seem paler, and the circles under her eyes darker, and her eyes redder. She didn't look like she had slept very well, probably cried herself to sleep. Uotani didn't look that much better, and she kept glaring at people around her.
None of them talked to each other, only half-hearted 'hello's were exchanged.
Suddenly, a scream of 'Ghost!!' was heard from the direction of the altar, and all the guests immediately ran to see what the matter was, Yuki was at the head of the crowd.
When he got there, he saw the woman, white as a sheet, pointing at a slim girl standing in front of her.
A girl with long, dark brown hair blowing in the wind, smiled serenely at the setting sun, she was dressed in a soft, butter yellow summer dress, the flimsy-outer dress was patterned in tiny white daisies, while the dress under was a single color, making the daisies stand out. Her chocolate brown eyes sparkled in the waning sunlight.
The girl standing in front of the stricken woman, turned to face the crowd, and strands of her dark brown hair whipped about her face, and her chocolate brown eyes.
Yuki stared at the girl in shock, and slowly, a word came to his mouth, Tohru...but it can't be...
"Tohru?..."
"Honestly, how many times do I have to tell all of you, that I'm not my aneki!", the girl had her hands on her hips, and she was glaring at the crowd.
To be continued...
Hiya! I haven't updated in soooo long! But I hope you enjoy the story, and since I still think it's still too short, I'm putting in another chapter, so please R&R!
Ciao!
Gingko-chan*
Quick Japanese Vocab. Aneki --> elder sister
Gomenasai --> sorry